You just got out of your best friend's bakery, a big grin on your face from the conversation you shared and your favourite pastry in a small brown paper back. You enter your shop and sit down behind the counter to eat it, when the bell above the door chimes and a handsome man you've never seen before enters your shop. He flashes a billboard smile as he walks up to the counter. "Excuse me? Could you please tell me the way to the Eastbrook Mansion?" He asks politely and with a french accent.
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