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[Nothing was fine! She was falling behind and now she was getting help from someone who had no business being here doing grunt work!

But before she could protest, he leaped to action and she began to wring her hands.

"Finally, someone who can actually do their damned job!"

"Eh, her face is cute, at least. Maybe she ain't cut out for cooking, but I can think of some other jobs for her..."

She took a breath and turned to slowly finish the pies.

"Hey, you! My flagon's empty! How's a guy supposed to drink around here?!"

Just crimping the edges...]

They stop talking eventually... if you ignore them...