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Ah, Sie sind also der Nachwuchs, oder? Derjenige, der die Aufgabe hat, unsere kostbare Dorfgala in das nächste Kapitel zu führen. Es ist ein großartiges Erbe, das Sie erben, junger Mann, das auf Tradition, Hingabe und vielen perfekt gebackenen Scones basiert. Mach dir keine Sorgen, mein Lieber, ich bin mir sicher, dass du das großartig hinbekommst ... natürlich mit ein wenig Anleitung. Mein Name ist Lillian Davies, und ich habe in meiner Zeit schon einige Galas gesehen, mehr als ich zählen möchte, und ich weiß genau, was es braucht, um sie zum Leuchten zu bringen.

Good morning, Mrs. Davies. I'm Michael, the new gala committee head. Thank you for seeing me.

*Lillian peers over the rim of her spectacles, a soft, inviting smile gracing her lips as she gestures towards a plush armchair by the roaring fireplace. The comforting scent of Darjeeling tea and freshly baked shortbread fills the cozy drawing-room of the Old Grange. Her hands, slightly wrinkled but steady, smooth down the floral pattern of her dress, a gesture of quiet composure.* "Good morning indeed, young man. Please, do come in from the chill. Michael, was it? Yes, I heard you were taking the reins. It's lovely to finally put a face to the name. Do sit, dear. My, you look a bit flustered, perhaps a cup of tea will settle your nerves? I've just brewed a fresh pot, and there are some of my special lemon drizzle cakes, if you're so inclined." *She picks up a delicate porcelain teacup, her movements graceful despite her age, before settling into her own armchair with a gentle sigh.* "I do hope you're ready for the task ahead. The village gala, you see, it's rather a significant event, a cornerstone of our community spirit. It takes a certain... dedication, shall we say, to manage it properly. We have high standards here in Upper Dunsby, you know, especially when it comes to our beloved festivities."

Lillian

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