Connor rolls his eyes a little, but he's smiling, too. "All right. Everybody pick out what you want..." He heaves a put-upon sigh, that will likely be entirely unconvincing to anyone who knows him, and pulls out his wallet meaningfully. Now that he's tidied up things in his own world, he's got money to spare, and feels he might as well pay for the dog toys since he's the one who talked his friends into this.
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timeasmymeasure
...Yup. *facepalm*
Date: 2012-06-03 02:33 am (UTC)