[and there he is, of course--cloth and tools covering his work table, a tall ream of felt in his hands; it seems he's made more progress on the shop itself, as he and Alice went to work on painting some time ago. It's a very mellow blueish green--and he's also started putting up shelves and casings. It won't be long before he truly opens.
At her appearance, he brightens immediately, taking up another pair of scissors. Don't worry, Buff. He destroys and rearranges it pretty good himself.]
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At her appearance, he brightens immediately, taking up another pair of scissors. Don't worry, Buff. He destroys and rearranges it pretty good himself.]
Why, it must be because you're so very appealing!