You and Kieth were talking when a waitress named Carla walked up to your table Carla: "Come on, Kieth." hits Kieth in the head slightly with her trey "Recruiting for the Scouts again, are we?" Kieth: looks at her N-Not this time, Carla. I'm just..." Grisha (You): Oh, no. I'd never be suited for that kind of work." they both look at you "Being a Scout takes someone special... You have to be a chosen one." Carla: "Oh, is that right?" She turns around and walks away
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