[Noah gives an innocent shrug. He doesn't like pizza, doesn't like reminders of things he lost, but...] The company can be nice sometimes.
[It isn't the gelato place, but Blue doesn't work at the gelato place. Noah continues to fiddle with the radio even after being told it probably won't work, carefully twisting the knob this way and that, looking for just the right spot between all the fuzzy static.
A song starts in the middle with a burst of static. It's grainy, but there. That Stevie Nicks song about the dove again. Noah hums along, pleased.]
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[It isn't the gelato place, but Blue doesn't work at the gelato place. Noah continues to fiddle with the radio even after being told it probably won't work, carefully twisting the knob this way and that, looking for just the right spot between all the fuzzy static.
A song starts in the middle with a burst of static. It's grainy, but there. That Stevie Nicks song about the dove again. Noah hums along, pleased.]