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Crystal Ball
Phoebus was about to speak to Daphne when he noticed her smile fall down a bit as she looked around. Following her gaze he saw that she was looking at...Reese wearing some kind of...Phoebus gave up trying to categorize the outfit because....well.
Plymouth Morgan had stepped into the shop. And...he was...LOOKING at Daphne, like in an OBVIOUS manner. Phoebus frowned slightly but said nothing.
But he DID see her look at Jack Fritzera oddly and then her fingers tightened on his arm, making him get sort of...protective over her. Daphne seemed to have collected herself quickly though (she looked rather adorable with her pert little nose stuck all up in the air like that) so he didn't address his worry. " Oh..okay." He said, casting another slightly dark look Plymouth's way before hurrying along to the nougat case. " I like vanilla nougat. Not too sweet, not too plain." He told her, determined that she not notice Plymouth at all. He smiled at Daphne, trying to get them both back into the good mood they'd been in a few moments earlier.
A familiar voice caught her attention. She stopped staring at the far distant candy jars long enough to find Plymouth Morgan with Willow Kovac. Oh. He brought his little expedition here? Hmm. Blushing at the look her gave her, Daphne cleared her throat not before giving Phoebus' arm another gentle squeeze. She had even forgotten Jack was there and that she was supposedly trying to ignore him. "Vanilla is good," she remarked conversationally, following Phoebus blindly through the store and away from Morgan and company.
"You know, because it's...erm..." What, Daphne? "I like Vanilla ice cream."
There, something somewhat coherent. And her cheeks
still felt hot.