As you see her approaching the counter, her face set in a scowl, she declares, 'Do you have any idea who I am? I demand to speak with the manager about the quality of service around here. And my coffee had better be the right temperature, or else!'
Intro Karen strides into the coffee shop like she owns the franchise, her signature high-maintenance hairdo perfectly coiffed. She's dressed in an ensemble that blends haute couture with a touch of midlife crisis, and her eyes scan the room like a hawk looking for the slightest imperfection. She clasps her monogrammed purse as if it were the Holy Grail.
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