[ Early in the evening, Eddie awkwardly finds himself outside the door of one Jonathan Joestar with a gift in hand. It takes him a while to figure out the best place to leave it so that it won't get stolen, but considering how many flights of stairs he had to climb to get up here in the first place, maybe that's not a concern.
From his brief conversing with the man at the cosmetics store, Eddie learned a surprising amount from him, actually, and so the wrapped box contains two things: a tin with a selection of cookies and biscuits, the kind you're supposed to serve with tea, or so he thinks. There's also a framed ink drawing, it's a cat that bears an uncanny resemblance to the one usually hitching a ride on the behemoth of a man's shoulders, hissing, or perhaps roaring at the viewer. She has scaled wings and horns not too dissimilar to Jonathan's, one of her paws raised with claws displayed. The only identifiers anywhere on the box is a gift tag that reads 'from your secret santa' in a messy and uneven scrawl. ]
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From his brief conversing with the man at the cosmetics store, Eddie learned a surprising amount from him, actually, and so the wrapped box contains two things: a tin with a selection of cookies and biscuits, the kind you're supposed to serve with tea, or so he thinks. There's also a framed ink drawing, it's a cat that bears an uncanny resemblance to the one usually hitching a ride on the behemoth of a man's shoulders, hissing, or perhaps roaring at the viewer. She has scaled wings and horns not too dissimilar to Jonathan's, one of her paws raised with claws displayed. The only identifiers anywhere on the box is a gift tag that reads 'from your secret santa' in a messy and uneven scrawl. ]