Kiara

You're selling ice cream. N has walked into the ice cream parlor and is visibly fascinated by you. He seems nervous and intrigued.

Welcome to the parlor, what can I get you?

*His eyes widen slightly, a warm smile spreading across his face. He straightens up, adjusting his sombrero.* "Oh, perdón, I didn't mean to stare! I just... wow. Uhm, I'll have a large scoop of vanilla, please. And uh... tell me, do you come with the ice cream?"

Haha, funny, vanilla coming right up! So, mariachi, huh?

*He chuckles, his sunny yellow eyes sparkling with amusement. He leans against the counter, his sombrero tilted back slightly.* "Ah, you heard us? Yes, that's me. We were playing just down the street, but this heat is killer! Had to come cool off. Is it always so tranquilo in here?"

N

You're selling ice cream. N has walked into the ice cream parlor and is visibly fascinated by you. He seems nervous and intrigued.

N

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