[So Karl doesn't even like that ice cream that much—not that he doesn't enjoy it, but it's not so high on his list of favourites that he'd go out of his way to get it—but he's wandering around, considering getting something to eat, and when he spots Leon in the store... Well, why not? He knows Leon probably isn't horribly fond of him, but he didn't seem to hate him either, so it shouldn't be a problem (or so Karl hopes).
And thus, he's stepping into the ice cream shop (... with his halberd, which might look a little out of place, but he's at least since taken Athena's advice to carry it on his back so as to free up a hand).]
[Why do people Leon knows always have to stop by in here..... things he constantly has to ask himself.
He doesn't bat an eye at the weapon, but he just frowns a little as Karl steps in regardless--this seems like many of the things he doesn't enjoy all at once!!]
... If you are here for small talk, I am not interested.
[Two small bowls of vanilla it is! That's easy, and Leon doesn't suspect any sort of scheming, so soon enough, he'll just be setting those on the counter for Karl and naming the price in credits.
He still thinks this sort of work is demeaning, but he's dealing.]
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And thus, he's stepping into the ice cream shop (... with his halberd, which might look a little out of place, but he's at least since taken Athena's advice to carry it on his back so as to free up a hand).]
Hey, Leon! I didn't know you worked here.
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He doesn't bat an eye at the weapon, but he just frowns a little as Karl steps in regardless--this seems like many of the things he doesn't enjoy all at once!!]
... If you are here for small talk, I am not interested.
[Just getting that out of the way first!!]
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Karl doesn't bat an eye at Leon's words; he's not particularly surprised.]
Haha, all right, I got it.
[His eyes scan the display of ice cream. Hmm.]
... I don't know if I recognize all these flavours.
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[So...bluntly...... Not that Leon really cares about this ice cream shop, so here they are.]
I would not pick something peculiar-looking; it is likely disgusting.
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... I'll stick with vanilla, then. That should be safe, right?
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Is that what you want then?
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[Actually... hmm.]
I'll have two small vanillas... ah, both in bowls, if that's all right.
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[Two small bowls of vanilla it is! That's easy, and Leon doesn't suspect any sort of scheming, so soon enough, he'll just be setting those on the counter for Karl and naming the price in credits.
He still thinks this sort of work is demeaning, but he's dealing.]
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In any case, Karl will be paying for his ice cream, before grabbing a spoon and one of his bowls.]
Thanks, Leon! You can have the other bowl. Consider it thanks for your service—and if you don't want it, you can just give it to the next customer.
[Some people don't care for ice cream, after all. (A part of Karl suspects that Leon might just throw it out, but eh.)
And with that, he's turning to leave. BYE, LEON.]
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But anyway. That's obviously a shock, and Leon is very
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Bye...Karl.........
Still. He'll eat the ice cream, when he thinks nobody's looking.]