Hey, you've reached the voicemail of Carlos [heavily distorted feedback punctuated by sharp clicking noises], leave a message after the collective screech of eight different kinds of buzzards.
[Oh. Yeah. This isn't just a home. With his need for a favor in mind however, Naegi still feels awkward about just casually stepping inside.]
Ah, right. Sorry, could you hold it open for a moment?
[Curiously, he sits the coffee and plant down on that same table, and then steps back outside to retrieve something he'd left on the ground so that he could knock: a large fishbowl with an oddly small koi fish inside. She seems to be curiously watching the dog with big eyes.
Naegi nods towards the gifts.]
Giorno-san said that you like plants. I sort of need a favor with something, and he said you were a good person to ask... I hope this isn't weird.
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Ah, right. Sorry, could you hold it open for a moment?
[Curiously, he sits the coffee and plant down on that same table, and then steps back outside to retrieve something he'd left on the ground so that he could knock: a large fishbowl with an oddly small koi fish inside. She seems to be curiously watching the dog with big eyes.
Naegi nods towards the gifts.]
Giorno-san said that you like plants. I sort of need a favor with something, and he said you were a good person to ask... I hope this isn't weird.
[Now it feels weird.]