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*seeing as he doesn't really hold to any of the silly holidays such as St. Valentine's, one should not be surprised in the slightest that he did absolutely nothing for his wife yesterday -- granted, anyone who knows them really wouldn't be surprised at all, either, and I dare say it would have been far more of a shock if he had, in fact, done something special* *that said, the typist has actually been wondering about him and precisely how his brain is working since Mary's birthday because he has actually been a bit odd as far as his marriage is concerned, which is slightly bothersome to the mind, if you can at all imagine -- so, said typist took it upon herself to force convince him to take one of Aphrodite's roses for his wife, along with which he does, in fact, have something special because apparently he's recently found an old stash of personal history, in which he found a broken knife which the typist assumes once belonged to Mary and which he has apparently gotten repaired for her* *...I don't even know*