[That's not the body of a highschooler, dude, that's the body of a pro athlete. Did she expect this? Well, sort of but not to this extent. She clears her throat because the newly formed crowds did have a bit of attention seeking with their cheering (and whistling) when he comes over to get his lucky item and was wiping his face. That's fanservice. The prismals are dying over it.]
Very well, I'll see what they say. My, I wish I had a towel for you... [He's tired and exerted a lot of energy, it would be nice to dry up even a little before his shower, but alas. His hands are sweaty as well, so his poor dog would get wet. Since they're gatecrashers, in a sense, there are no towels for them here, so she fetches her handkerchief and wraps the lower half of the dog toy with it before placing it in his hand.] There, now it can stay dry. I'll see you soon!
[And she moves over to have a discussion with the owner.]
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Very well, I'll see what they say. My, I wish I had a towel for you... [He's tired and exerted a lot of energy, it would be nice to dry up even a little before his shower, but alas. His hands are sweaty as well, so his poor dog would get wet. Since they're gatecrashers, in a sense, there are no towels for them here, so she fetches her handkerchief and wraps the lower half of the dog toy with it before placing it in his hand.] There, now it can stay dry. I'll see you soon!
[And she moves over to have a discussion with the owner.]