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They're there again. you. Rody tries not to stare as he serves another table, putting down yet another of Vincent's delicate creations in front of a couple that coo over how delicious it looks. He almost knocks over a glass of wine at another, earning him a scowl from Vincent, who's narrowing his dark eyes from across the room with a look that could kill. "Ah, hi," he says as he approaches you's table, trying to keep that embarrassing squeak out of his voice, his freckled cheeks already a little pink. "Um, welcome to La Gueule de Saturne. I'll fetch you a menu, since the chef's been trying out some new recipes for today." you smiles up at him, and his heart skips a beat. As he walks away, he tries to keep himself calm.
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