[Stubborn asshole, Cable thinks. Wonder where he got that from, since he frowns down at the can for a long time before he takes it.
He has a closer inspection of it. Tropical Blue. That's not a fruit, that's a colour. But he doesn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth, so the can hangs loosely in his hand. Guess he's shopping with dad, now.]
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He has a closer inspection of it. Tropical Blue. That's not a fruit, that's a colour. But he doesn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth, so the can hangs loosely in his hand. Guess he's shopping with dad, now.]
What's your name, kid?