[Rather than remove himself from the hug, one of his ears perks up: and like someone wielding a sock puppet, it baps blindly around the table a few times before it finds the chocolate box, perks up like a dog that's found a bone, and very politely lifts the lid off to take one of the chocolates and flip it into the air, so it can open wide - complete with teeth, and snatch it out of midair to chew on with a distinct smile.
Toons, man.]
Well, it is nice chocolate. Be a shame to let it go to waste.
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Toons, man.]
Well, it is nice chocolate. Be a shame to let it go to waste.