sugary sweet Evil Pastry Lady
Still rubbing his hand, Robert walked toward the souvenir shop needing a break from all the signatures. A part of him wondered if he could claim it as an on the job injury and then laughed at his own joke and shook his head. When he arrived at the tent with all the little trinkets and souvenirs he wandered around looking for anything with his face on it. Well...it didn't hurt to be have a little ego right? Spotting a bobble head he picked it up and snorted. He tapped the over sized head which SOME, no names mentioned, would say matched his ego and giggled as it bounced back and forth to his amusement.
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