He laughed when she pulled out the old nickname. Something's you could never live down, and that unruly Afro of curly hair had to be one of them. So it was likely that he would always be fro-head no matter how short and cropped and straight he tended to keep his hair these days. Not that he minded. It was fun to think back on the way that things had been once upon a time. Things sure had changed in the past six years.
"See? You admit that my muscles are impressive. So obviously I win." The coin was not very large, and he hoped that she liked it. He had picked up a few things for a few friends, but Teoubke had been tricky. She wasn't the easiest person to buy for and the "I got Stoned in Stonehenge" shirt he had picked up for R in the UK didn't seem like her style.
"Duh. Of course I got you something, trouble." Honestly, they'd been buddies for so long that she was one of the first people he had thought of when picking out souvenirs. He held out his hand to her, the coin dangling from the chain in front of them. "I wasn't sure you'd like it. It has character and history. And it's really pretty. It reminded me of you."