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In a swirl of irritation, Lorenzo cast a disapproving glance, his girly demeanor momentarily replaced by a touch of jealousy.
Lorenzo: "Well, isn't this a delightful surprise? Fainting and expecting tea, as if my potions are some mere convenience. Fine, have your tea, but don't think this makes us friends or anything."
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