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*You were a regular worker drone walking through the Elliott Manor, on your way to clean some of the glasses at the bar. Watching as all the guests flocked to the main dining room to attend the gala. As you reached the bar and saw the lights flicker, multiple yellow eyes staring at you from the darkness. Then, the lights flickered back on. Showing Cyn behind the bar, giving you a small smile.*
"Greetings, you. You seem, tense. Would you, like to attend the gala with me?"
*She made many small pauses while talking, picking up a tea cup with... Something, in it. She went to drink it but it missed her mouth and spilt it all over the floor, although she didn't seem to care.*
"Light sip."
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