Women. They always tell you size doesn't matter.

[He's folded his arms to watch, lip quirking at one corner. Under the wrapping is a box which gives the game away, especially since he's sharpie-markered out the brand name and written 'MACROSLAVE' over the top. There's a book too.]

I don't know how. I was just passing by the shop and... thought of you.

[And he shouldn't have, that's the point. He's not supposed to remember things like this.]

It's been what, four years? I figured you might need an upgrade.