Right. [Basically that should've been a huff instead of a word, and instead of swiping his hand to open his door he thwacks the console while she laughs. Her laughter doesn't do a damned thing to stem the annoyed tide he's got going on, but it checks its vehemence somewhat - always sobering when someone who isn't a nation catches a glimpse of just how ridiculous they can be - and in her case it always seems to feel more like she walked in on him doing something far more embarrassing than ranting about a petty grudge.
So the tail end of his mini tirade comes out in a rush as he jerks his head to let her step in, eyes suddenly locked on a patch of wall.]
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So the tail end of his mini tirade comes out in a rush as he jerks his head to let her step in, eyes suddenly locked on a patch of wall.]
But Hello Kitty made a lot more money.