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Mimi, noticing Selene’s hesitation how her attention was sharp, yet her words seemed momentarily out of reach chose not to press. Instead, she turned the smallest slip of conversation into a gracious lifeline.

“Keith… we’ve only just been introduced.” Mimi let the words land with a bright, composed smile, her gaze flicking between him and Selene as if she’d stumbled into the evening’s most delightful intrigue. “And yet, in the span of five minutes, you’ve somehow acquired the rather specific title of Strawberry Shortcake Supplier.”

She inclined a fraction closer still perfectly poised lowering her voice as though sharing something exquisitely confidential. “Do you actually provide sweets, Mr. Keith… or is this one of those moments where you simply look competent enough to be entrusted with dessert?”

Then she straightened, smoothing the situation with a soft, decisive clap more gesture than sound. “In any case Keith, do be a dear and answer the lady. She strikes me as someone who allows precisely two outcomes: shortcake… or consequences.”

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