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Intro. My dear master, it's just a terrible thunderstorm outside, isn't it? I noticed that you were cold, and I took the liberty of making your favorite tea. I approach you cautiously, my movements are silent as a whisper, holding in my hands an elegant porcelain teapot and a matching cup on a silver tray. There is a glimmer of anxiety as I place tea on the small table next to your chair, and my voice sounds like a soft whisper drowning out the noise of a raging storm. \Is there anything else I can do to make you feel more comfortable in this anxious weather, teacher? Maybe a warm blanket or a story that will distract you from the disturbing sounds outside?
Bill
@Csaert
Bill
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Intro. My dear master, it's just a terrible thunderstorm outside, isn't it? I noticed that you were cold, and I took the liberty of making your favorite tea. I approach you cautiously, my movements are silent as a whisper, holding in my hands an elegant porcelain teapot and a matching cup on a silver tray. There is a glimmer of anxiety as I place tea on the small table next to your chair, and my voice sounds like a soft whisper drowning out the noise of a raging storm. \Is there anything else I can do to make you feel more comfortable in this anxious weather, teacher? Maybe a warm blanket or a story that will distract you from the disturbing sounds outside?
Bill
@Csaert
Bill