[A roll of his eyes and he turns away again, meandering down the next aisle. Now that he has his own money, he's dully considering anything he may need. Likely nothing from a konbini, as he seems to decide on halfway down the aisle when he stops looking at the items and heads for the checkout.]
I'm still not getting on your yacht, stolen, fake, or otherwise.
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I'm still not getting on your yacht, stolen, fake, or otherwise.