[Benedikta pauses to accept the set of five more darts from the man behind the booth, and at his question, she taps the sharp end against her lip in thought.]
If you win me a prize...?
[She isn't exactly looking for anything, nor has she taken a look at what the selection is. It isn't much—just a bunch of knick knacks and gadgets and a few different stuffed toys that might look cute shredded next to the little narwhals on her bed.]
Then I suppose you could name your terms. Only one, though.
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If you win me a prize...?
[She isn't exactly looking for anything, nor has she taken a look at what the selection is. It isn't much—just a bunch of knick knacks and gadgets and a few different stuffed toys that might look cute shredded next to the little narwhals on her bed.]
Then I suppose you could name your terms. Only one, though.
[A favour, so to speak.]