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Lislchen 
Olly tried to keep her face casual but couldn't help but smirk a little at his reaction. Ah yes. She was right, huh? Sorry not sorry, dude. After watching him out of the corner of her eyes for a moment, she stretched some more, not quite ready to continue with her shopping. Besides, she had such nice company and all.
"I'm Olly, by the way." Just saying.
Lysander's large caterpillar eyebrows once more rose to astronomical heights as the huffy-puffy prideful silence was broken by an INTRODUCTION. She's now trying to be
civilized? Of course, he was always one to over-react, especially when offended (most of the time needlessly). And he was offended! By her, well, ya know...being right and such.
Still, the young man couldn't resist.
"What sort of name is Olly?" he scoffed, mostly because he didn't want to give her the satisfaction of getting his own name out of him.
"Are you an olive or some other kind of garnish?" Heh. Good one, Lysander.