[Lame?? Excuse you, loving wife, but "Loop-de-Lup" was a stroke of genius. Barry should call her that way more often!
Or alternatively, be mortified forever and apologize the second he sobers up.]
Wait, which ones are awful again? 'Cause I mean, I got a lot of'em.
[Barry watches with an excited grin as Lup tears the wrapping off the box and lifts the lid. The shape of the box sort of gives it away - the exact look and feel of an old jewelry box, velvet cover in somewhat rough shape since he scavenged it from a long-forgotten shop, but the rich blue color looks beautiful, a few scuff marks aside. Inside, nestled in powdered blue cushioned fabric, is what appears to be a diamond necklace, with what seems like uncut stones in various sizes linked together, the biggest rock resting proudly in the middle as a pendant.
Except all the diamond-looking stones have a fine layer of moisture misted on every uneven surface, water pooling into little beads in the deepest nooks and cracks of each rock. And, once lifted, each of the crystals seem to be filled with some kind of liquid.]
Had t'work with what I got. 'S an ice necklace. Figured y'should get to own th'cold instead of lettin' it own you. [Barry looks absurdly proud of himself, aided by the alcohol.] Don't worry, babe, 's not actually cold or anything. And it won't melt either. I'm a pretty good wizard.
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Or alternatively, be mortified forever and apologize the second he sobers up.]
Wait, which ones are awful again? 'Cause I mean, I got a lot of'em.
[Barry watches with an excited grin as Lup tears the wrapping off the box and lifts the lid. The shape of the box sort of gives it away - the exact look and feel of an old jewelry box, velvet cover in somewhat rough shape since he scavenged it from a long-forgotten shop, but the rich blue color looks beautiful, a few scuff marks aside. Inside, nestled in powdered blue cushioned fabric, is what appears to be a diamond necklace, with what seems like uncut stones in various sizes linked together, the biggest rock resting proudly in the middle as a pendant.
Except all the diamond-looking stones have a fine layer of moisture misted on every uneven surface, water pooling into little beads in the deepest nooks and cracks of each rock. And, once lifted, each of the crystals seem to be filled with some kind of liquid.]
Had t'work with what I got. 'S an ice necklace. Figured y'should get to own th'cold instead of lettin' it own you. [Barry looks absurdly proud of himself, aided by the alcohol.] Don't worry, babe, 's not actually cold or anything. And it won't melt either. I'm a pretty good wizard.