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... rubbed the back of her head sheepishly.
"Hehe... Sorry."
"Oh dear..."
Lillian then stiffened at the voice of the elderly waiter, who had entered the room. He saw the snapped, broken legs and glanced towards the Rabbit, who just avoided his piercing gaze.
The server, Walter, rubbed his chin before sighing, "Must you all break down this little café of mine...?"
Beatrice waved her hand, "You're rich, Walter. I can't see why you can't just fix up this place." ...
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