( Oh — shit, of course she doesn't know what a fist bump is, Peter. Hardly anyone here that you've met knows about your modern American teenage customs. )
You just kind of... hold your fist up like I'm doing? And then we just bump them together.
—Not like a punch or anything, just really lightly.
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Dang.... I knew I could count on you. And you know what we should do? Seal this with a fist bump.
( He holds his fist out in preparation to give the world's most gentle fist bump. )
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Uhm. Am I supposed to hit you? I can't hit a famous person . . .
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You just kind of... hold your fist up like I'm doing? And then we just bump them together.
—Not like a punch or anything, just really lightly.
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[ she forms a fist??? and lightly taps it against peter's knuckles. ]
Is that right. Do I need to do it again?
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( Peter grins again, so much brighter than his usual gloomy self... )
You've got it— oh. I didn't get your name, I think.
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I'm Ahiru.
[ which is duck. ]