‘You’re just trying to fob me off with a load of CRAP, that’s what you’re doing!’ Ove yells back at him without letting him get to a full stop, and menacing him with something he spontaneously snatches off the nearest shelf. Ove doesn’t quite know what it is, but it looks like a white electrical plug of some sort and it feels like the sort of thing he could throw very hard at the sales assistant if the need arises. The sales assistant looks at Jimmy with a sort of twitching around his eyes that Ove seems adept at generating in people with whom he comes into contact. This is so frequent that
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