Caspar pretends not to notice how hard Josh is trying. The poor guy has already lost so much, the least Caspar can do is let him keep his pride.
The Cylon swallows his sip of wine and puts on a look of mock offense instead. "You went to Ice Bear for fashion advice instead of me? Josh, please. He doesn't wear anything but an apron about ninety-nine percent of the time."
By this point, Adia has finished pouring herself her drink and has retrieved a present wrapped in sleek silver paper. She comes over and passes on the present to Caspar before offering Josh a one-armed hug. "Hi, Josh. I think it's very festive," she says in the sweater's defense. Although once she gets a closer look at it, she's more confused than anything. "Is that... is hockey part of Christmas?"
"This is from us, by the way." Caspar offers Josh the present. a soft, textured scarf the color of dark chocolate. There is a matching pair of gloves, as well. "You're lucky it's not a sweater or I'd make you change into it immediately."
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The Cylon swallows his sip of wine and puts on a look of mock offense instead. "You went to Ice Bear for fashion advice instead of me? Josh, please. He doesn't wear anything but an apron about ninety-nine percent of the time."
By this point, Adia has finished pouring herself her drink and has retrieved a present wrapped in sleek silver paper. She comes over and passes on the present to Caspar before offering Josh a one-armed hug. "Hi, Josh. I think it's very festive," she says in the sweater's defense. Although once she gets a closer look at it, she's more confused than anything. "Is that... is hockey part of Christmas?"
"This is from us, by the way." Caspar offers Josh the present. a soft, textured scarf the color of dark chocolate. There is a matching pair of gloves, as well. "You're lucky it's not a sweater or I'd make you change into it immediately."