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... 'Good Cuisine.'
Ting The bell at the entrance chimed as they opened the door.
"I'm sorry, folks, but we're closed for toda- Ohh... White Elves," said the gentleman behind the counter, a 60-year-old Dark Elf with white hair who remarkably looked young. In elven years, this guy is what you call a teenager.
"Oh, are you closed?" Faith inquired, her eyes on the Dark Elf.
"N-No, ma'am. Please have a seat," he stammered and quickly ushered Anon and Faith to two chairs. ...
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