[The clinking managed to be too much for him to ignore and just when he'd been contemplating getting up and leaving the room completely Ivan plopped down in front of him. While he could have just completely ignored him, instead the famous game designer took up his glass and sipped contemplatively at his grape juice.]
Hn. Whatever gave you that idea?
[He murmured dryly with a sarcastic bite to his voice.]
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Hn. Whatever gave you that idea?
[He murmured dryly with a sarcastic bite to his voice.]