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"Yes thank you may I please just have a glass of wine, I prefer white but red will be alright too sir." Rosetta said as she repositioned her deer like mask. As she waited she would look around to see many more have arrived. This meant yet again she was overflowing with anxiety but a drink and little cakes should indeed help. Taking one from the table it was so beautiful! How could one eat such art!? Her stomach on the other hand was screaming 'yum!' so she ate it. The taste was amazing yet it made her more thirsty. Where was that butler?