100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups 28

Clarissa waved to him from a corner table across the restaurant, a heap of glossy bags beside her.
Giles joined her. She poured him some wine as he sat down.
“No need to ask how you did,” he smiled, raising his glass. “You must have half of Bond Street there.”
“All gift-wrapped too. How about you?”
His smile widened.
“You found something for Lois?” Clarissa was incredulous. “Show me what you bought her.”
“What do you think?” Inside the box Giles passed her, a golden leaping hare formed the hilt of silver paperknife, its dappled blade spotted with runes, like a magician’s dagger.

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