Oh - yes. [he nods, polite smile and everything, hands clasped between his legs, slightly slouched in his seat.] You'll never guess who my new roommate is.
Mhm, [nodding again, arched brows, now biting softly on his lower lip. As soon as that's taken care of, he goes ahead and satisfies the lady's curiosity.] Han Solo. Like - the Han Solo.
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( And getting out cups, milk, sugar-- ) Do you like oat and raisin biscuits?
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