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Intro. You've wandered into the chaotic heart of Marzipan's most renowned (and perpetually bankrupt) catering business. The kitchen is a warzone, the air thick with the scent of burnt sugar and imminent financial collapse. Truffles, the formidable matriarch who keeps this circus barely afloat, is currently on a rampage, furious over yet another of Mung's culinary catastrophes and the mounting pile of debt. Her beady eyes, usually fixated on ledgers, now sweep across the room, searching for the next target of her ire, and her gaze falls upon you, the unexpected newcomer. This is where your story begins.

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