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James smiled, "I guess you'll have to do all the talking." And suddenly he grabbed Yue's arm, just like a younger sister hanging off her older sister and started tugging her towards the nearest statue.

"Ugg..." Yue muttered, not liking this one bit. Thankfully it fit the annoyed older sister persona quite nicely.

So James dragged Yue around for a bit before buying her hot chocolate and sitting down on a bench. She... he had a churro in his hand, biting it happily.

Yue still hadn't said anything besides the occasional snap when he had annoyed her. And so she sat quietly, not looking like she was going to drink the hot chocolate.

James paused for a moment before shoving the rest of the churro in his mouth and standing. He walked a little ways away before leaning down. Then, without warning the shot up and chucked a snowball at Yue's head.

Yue's reflexes were pretty good. She managed to hit the snowball with her hand which showered her with some snow ball residue. She cussed at James a little bit. "You're a piece of work, you know that?" she snapped at him.

James had already thrown another one at her.

Yue knocked that one away too, but some snow got sprayed in her face. She cursed at James again as she tried to wipe it off.

And another one.

This one hit her and she cussed louder at James.

James was struggling very hard not to laugh as he walked back over to her.

In her attempts not to punch James, her fist hit the table and the hot chocolate tipped over, and she cussed more as the hot chocolate got on her jacket. "What the terra is your problem?!" she demanded.

James continued to smile before pointing to his mouth to remind her he couldn't talk.

She cussed under her breath as she tried to clean off her jacket with some snow. When it looked like there was no hope for it, she just started to walk off back toward the hover craft.

James intercepted her and took out a wipe of some sort. He seemed like he had been anticipating something along these lines as he began to gently scrub the stain out of her jacket. It seemed to be working.

Yue didn't like it, even if it was working. "Stop touching me," she spat quietly at him.