[Walking away, Papyrus dips the potion back and forth, watching the liquid within swirl and sparkle with the tiniest hints of magic potential. He startles at her comment, less surprised to hear her speak than,]
Oh my god, you weren't? You seemed so confident!
[Just as she talked, he was more than half convinced there was merit to their accusation - and the shopkeeper going along for it pushed him the rest of the way.]
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Oh my god, you weren't? You seemed so confident!
[Just as she talked, he was more than half convinced there was merit to their accusation - and the shopkeeper going along for it pushed him the rest of the way.]