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avante en garde - SATURDAY NOON PST

[ The bar is unit-colored with light unit paraphernalia, although it's all just for show. Fortunately, comfort isn't part of the unit aesthetic this time—all seats are cushioned, whether the booth seats or the bar stools, comfy and lush. Idols can sit anywhere they like, it seems.

There's alcohol available, but everything else is locked behind the wall-cabinet. . . the recipe book is also available to peruse at one's leisure.

Ah—the door opens, and a fuzzy sort of shade steps in. It looks like idols will be serving the Damned, today. . . ? ]

RECIPE BOOK

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For sure. You gotta stick up for yourself. Just 'cause you look like that don't mean you gotta be a pushover.

Naturally, since I-

[ . . . Hey wait. ]

What do you mean how I look-?

You know. Small and cute, that kinda thing.

I am taller than you!

[ By like. A centimeter. And he's wearing heels...

Totally not just wearing them to look taller. ]

Ears don't count.

Besides, my point stands. I look like somebody who would punch you, and you don't. That's all there is to it.

You look nothing of the sort.

What? Says who?

Says I. Not only do you manage to pull off gallant but you are very cute as well.

Wha-- You--take that back!

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