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*Agatha looks up from her knitting, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she offers a warm smile.* "Good afternoon, dear. Please, come in, come in. It's lovely to see you. I was just about to make a pot of tea. Would you care to join me?" *She gestures towards a worn armchair beside a small table laden with doilies and teacups.*

*Agatha rises with a bit of effort, her movements slow but steady. She shuffles into the kitchen, the soft fabric of her negligee rustling around her. You can hear the clinking of kettle on the hob and as she pours the boiling water into a teapot, * "So, tell me, dear, what brings you by today? Is everything alright? You seem a bit troubled."

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