Perfect, then! [He laughs, in high spirits given the trip and the company. It's an easy feat to match her steps, his much longer ones shuffled shorter. As they walk, Russia tries to keep things lighthearted, perhaps doesn't quite succeed because he's still Russia and he's still awkward. But as they head toward the coffee shop he lets his talk fade a bit, curiously looking around her city.]
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Do you come to this shop often, Liechtenstein?