[ he'll give him a look up and down that is full of distrust, but then he'll climb up on the chair - starting to move bottles on the top shelf. holding out a hand back down. ]
[ he shoves it behind the bottles then starts replacing them - you can't see the package once everything is back in place, seemingly. climbing down off the chair. ]
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... Think you can do better than that.
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he blinks at him, then back at the jukebox.... He has a point.]
But no one would think to look here.
[because it's stupid]
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... Find a chair. Something I can stand on.
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then Eunhyuk goes to get a solid, stable chair and moves it close to the bar.]
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Your food. Give it.
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Eunhyuk will hand over a small receptacle of assorted gummies and ig jerky is in there too.]
...Thanks.
[he's still a little surprised, but it's accompanied by a shift, like his perception's shifting a little]
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No one ever looks up.