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“You’re crazy.” The words popped out unbidden, and Aiden immediately kicked himself. He didn’t want the dream to change. He liked the nice (probably crazy) Russian thief. With a sweet smile, Ivan put a bag of potatoes into the cart. “I will see your crazy and raise you demented.”
“Ivan, are all of your friends good looking?” “Da. Sent ugly ones back.”
Kyou did in fact look like a loaf of bread that had been frozen, unthawed, then left in a corner to mold and die.

