So, flexing these gloves experimentally, it seems good. The fabric is soft as velvet, the gloves are comfortable - as proper gloves should be, and it looks accurate...meaning it's kinda squarish, which makes the quality of these gloves look even better in hindsight. I look at the guy selling me these. Did he know what he was selling?!? I mean, I could probably sell this on E-Bay for $50, maybe even $100 if I really wanted to annoy people, but this guy was just selling me these for five bucks. Five. Bucks. Either this guy was generous, gullible, stupid, I was lucky, or some combination of those had resulted in this. And I am totally going for it. Not that I'm going to let the guy know, of course. Just gotta do one more thing, and then I'll buy it.
Raising my hand in the air, flicking it down - noticing some sound effects, too; can't even tell that was there before - and now, my best Dimentio impression.
"Ciao!"
Snapping my fingers, and...wow, that kinda feels awesome. Heck, even the Merchant is grinning, albeit a creepy grin, but still grinning. It's almost as if I was Dimentio myself...the concept makes me laugh...wait, was that white frame always there? And why is it surrounding me? You know, it kinda reminds me of...Dimentio's...boxes...
Oh, f-