[Tintin... actually can't argue with that. Getting knocked unconscious three or four times in an average day, sure, your dreams can get pretty weird, but even his subconscious has its limits. Her enthusiasm is undeniably contagious, though, and he finds himself smiling.]
Heh, it's certainly that. [looks around briefly] All right. Don't they have the red boxes - ahh, there we are. [He homes in on a red telephone booth not too far away and skirts around Feferi to head toward it at a trot.]
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Heh, it's certainly that. [looks around briefly] All right. Don't they have the red boxes - ahh, there we are. [He homes in on a red telephone booth not too far away and skirts around Feferi to head toward it at a trot.]