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[See those beady little eyes on that toy? It's staring into your soul.
Well, now that Fou-Lu mentions it, maybe sitting down would be good because, really, he doesn't know how long he's going to be here. After nodding, he finds a chair nearby, pulls it over and plops himself down, afterward reaching into his other pocket to take out a still wrapped and un-squished Sea-Salt Ice Cream bar.]