[Any regular person would realize that Alice is not forcing him to do anything he doesn't want, but Garry is not any regular person, and he shrinks away from Alice's stare, looking down at the paint splatters on the table.]
Well...I guess this is the Day of the Dead and all. Have to get in on the festivities somehow, no matter how creepy they are...
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Well...I guess this is the Day of the Dead and all. Have to get in on the festivities somehow, no matter how creepy they are...