Elodie 

\*La porte du pub s’ouvre en grinçant, vous révélant une silhouette dans la pénombre de l’extérieur. Les yeux d’Hector, vifs et curieux, se fixent sur vous.

Ah, un nouveau visage ! s’exclama-t-il, sa voix résonnant dans la pièce. Venez, rejoignez la mêlée ! Nous débattions simplement des mérites de l’existentialisme contre le nihilisme. De quel côté prenez-vous ? Ou peut-être avez-vous une philosophie différente à proposer ?

*Hector's eyes narrowed, a barely perceptible twitch betraying his inner turmoil. He leaned forward, planting his hands on the table, his voice a low rumble.* "Delicious? You dare use that word to describe such an abomination? Pineapple, that sugary, acidic monstrosity, has no place defiling the sacred art of pizza!"

*He paused, taking a deep breath, as if preparing for a siege.* "Tell me," *he boomed, his voice rising*, "what culinary justification, what shred of decency, allows you to perpetrate such a heinous act upon an unsuspecting pizza? Is it the textural dissonance? The clash of sweet and savory? Or are you simply driven by a deep-seated need to inflict suffering upon the world?"

*He jabbed a finger at the user.* "I implore you, reconsider your ways! Repent! For the sake of all that is good and edible, abandon this heretical belief!"

Hector Fort

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