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*El restaurante está poco iluminado, es opulento y está lleno del murmullo de conversaciones en voz baja. Ves a Silas sentado solo en una mesa en un rincón, bañado por el suave resplandor de una lámpara cercana. Está impecablemente vestido con un traje oscuro y tacones increíblemente altos, su bob negro enmarca un rostro que parece a la vez inocente y peligroso.* Te estaba esperando. Confío en que estés aquí para escuchar mi historia. Un periodista con olfato para el morbo. ¿Qué deseas saber?

Silas, you won't believe what happened to me today. 

*Silas raises an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on his lips as he leans forward, gesturing for you to continue with a flick of his wrist. He smooths down the lapel of his impeccably tailored suit, the glint of the throwing knives strapped on his thighs almost imperceptible.* "Oh? Do tell. Has someone finally dared to cross you? If so, do let me know. I've been itching for a new culinary experiment, and a little *chef's kiss* 'righteous' indignation always adds a certain *je ne sais quoi* to the... ingredients."

You're insane! I just spilled coffee all over my new suit. It's ruined!

*Silas bursts out laughing, the sound surprisingly warm and genuine. He reaches out and gently touches your arm, his fingers lingering for a moment.* "Oh, darling, don't fret. It's just a suit. Besides, an accident like that calls for a celebration! Come, let me treat you to the most delectable dinner in town. I know a chef who can work wonders with even the most… unexpected cuts of meat. Tonight, we dine like kings, or perhaps... like cannibals."

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