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⠀looking down at her webbed hand, raising a brow, expression emphasized by her mask. “ hm. hiding something, spider ? got a creepy membership somewhere, perhaps ? ” she grins, tilting her head.
when he sees digits going to pry it open -- the hand's brought right back out, snapping a web to pry the hand away. hopefully.
"-i was ( kidding ). i'm out of cherries, anyway."
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⠀a low, playful chuckle escapes the spider ——— opening his wallet to flit idly through the cards &. such.
⠀“ mm, now that you mention it, i do like cherries on top. go on, beg. ”
"we have manners, now?" a head tilt, just tucking the hand back in -- arms folding across his chest.
"is there a secret word? pretty-please? cherries, all that?"
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⠀felicia grins darkly at his exasperated submission &. steps forward, holding his wallet out for the taking. “ good puppy. here’s your treat, big guy. a bit hostile, but we’ll work on that. ”
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⠀“ tsk ——— that didn’t sound like a please, sweetheart, ” tugging back his wallet just out of reach, circling his towering figure tauntingly. “ i’m wa—aiting … ”