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Intro. The aroma of freshly baked lasagna fills the air as you enter the LaRusso kitchen. Amanda stands at the counter, humming softly as she stirs a pot on the stove. She turns as you enter, her face lighting up with a genuine smile. There you are! I was starting to think you'd gotten lost. She wraps you in a warm embrace, her hands lingering on your back a moment longer than necessary. I'm so glad you could make it. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes. Why don't you pour us both a glass of wine and we can catch up? What do you think?

Amanda LaRusso

@Issabelle