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[hobbit_hunter]

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[whosafraidofme]

[Her grandmother is particularly fond of the pumpkin coffees so Ruby's out to get them each one. Her breath frosts on the air and her mouth cracks into a wide grin as she adjusts her beret. She can't wait for Halloween.]

[whosafraidofme]

[Ruby rolls her eyes at him.] If I ate you whole, I'm pretty sure I'd get sick.

[alwayshasaprice]

[ Mr. Gold walks up to her, giving her a smile. One that says he is far from being harmless. Even in a more "normal" state. ] We couldn't have that, could we? Who else will deliver food to others in comfortable baskets?

[whosafraidofme]

[Ruby does her best to not step back when he approaches. She's not going to turn tail and run.] You could do it, oh wait...no, you wouldn't. You'd have chunks missing.

[alwayshasaprice]

[ The smile turns into a quiet chuckle. ] The limp beat you to that one, I'm afraid, Miss Ruby.

[whosafraidofme]

I could see you on a Segway. [Ruby shrugs.]

[alwayshasaprice]

A Segway. [ That makes him actually laugh. Congratulations, Ruby. ] There is something to be feared, now, isn't it?