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Prompt: "I'm not a thief. I'm just really good at acquiring things that aren't mine."
"Why does Gunnar look like he wants to take me to the middle of the swamp and leave me there?"
Tool looked up quickly from his spot in front of Jacoba's desk in the backroom of his Tattoo Shop to look at the woman herself. She was looking over his shoulder at something that had caught her attention. Turning, he saw the tall Swede was indeed glaring at the Amazon across from him. He turned towards her. "Does it really matter?"
Jacoba rolled her eyes. "No, not normally. But this seems to be a bit more of a pointed look with a reason behind it. Not just the normal glare."
"Alright, you have a point." He turned back towards Gunnar. "Hey, Viking, what's up?"
Gunnar's expression finally changed from one of anger to one of confusion, causing Jacoba to hid a smirk behind her hands. "Huh?"
"Amazon said you were looking at her like you wanted to abandon her somewhere. So, why?"
The glare was back. "I was just looking at a thief."
Tool rolled his eyes and sighed before turning back to Jacoba, who seemed to have a renewed interest in the paperwork they were supposed to be doing. "Amazon."
She didn't even look up. "Yes Tool?"
"Did you take something of the Viking's?"
"Nope."
"Liar." Gunnar was now leaning over the desk looking at her.
Jacob finally looked up and primly placed her hands in front of her, an indulging look on her face. "How so, big guy?"
"If you didn't take anything of mine then where the hell is my wallet, smart ass?"
"That doesn't make me a thief, Gunnar."
"Where is it then?"
Jacoba held up the missing wallet, handing it to Gunnar. "I'm not a thief. I just happen to be really good at acquiring things that aren't mine."
Gunnar huffed before snatching back his wallet and stomping out the door. Both Jacoba and Tool rolled their eyes at his childish ways and went back to the paperwork. After all, it wouldn't finish itself.
