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Mari: How are we even that they'll click?
Adrien: Alya is definitely Nino's type. Pretty, Smart, sharp tongue that scares men into submission.
Mari: You poor child. What did she do to you growing up?
Adrien whispers: You can't tell a soul.
Mari nods leaning in.
Adrien: She played me at Spades, won all my action figures and sold them with her own dolls at Lycée,
Mari snorted: Not surprised. You're easily distracted Kitten.
Adrien: So, I think Nino is a great match.
Mari: Wanna bet on it?
Adrien smiles cheekily: Depends. What's my gift princess?