Etoile took in all the information given to her about those deadly mistletoes. She even made a little file in her semi-computer like mind mistletoe of doom."I see. I'm slowly starting to get the idea of this tradition."
"Really?...thanks for the heads up." She nods her head. She'd have to watch out for this person. The idea of getting chocolates sounded nice. Etoile suddenly sat up straight when his voice went serious."Roger!" Etoile closed her eyes tightly, following orders is what she does best after all. She had no clue he was actually joking/teasing her.
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