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He stared, fascinated, "I've never heard of internal joints! Astounding!" He made no move to touch her, "Oh I understand completely. Well, I'll let you browse, just give a holler if you need me. Name's Ciel." He smiled then hurried into the back to finish painting the face he was currently working on.

When the coast was clear, Melody smiled brightly, 'He seems nice. At least he doesn't pester.' She looked around with her eyes only, having a feeling that there were cameras. When she signed, she only moved her hands, not her arms. 'I think they're organized by color.'