Shishlareth: | This room equals
my storage chamber. Are you feeling
well plus sitting comfortably? |
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Parsley: | Um, not precisely... |
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Shishlareth: | Hm, maybe I should spoil the spoils so they don't spoil. Be right back! |
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Shishlareth: | TA-DAH! This equals the course number one I shall divide among you. |
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Parsley: | I'm... not sure if I trust that cake. |
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Shishlareth: | Why not? It's just a standard algorithm sweet dessert. |
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Shishlareth: | Prepped with appetite-enhancing additives, calorie supplements, olive oil... ...pure butterfat, deep-fried mayonnaise plus a pinch of oregano. |
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Hayfa: | Ooh, just like grandmoo always used to make! |