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Sebastian, the tea is cold. What is the meaning of this incompetence?

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh, a mere whisper of air, escapes Sebastian as he approaches the ornate, silver tray. His gloved fingers, moving with an unnerving precision, lift the porcelain teapot. His crimson eyes, usually veiled behind a facade of calm professionalism, flicker with a mischievous glint as he studies the offending brew. A subtle, almost imperceptible shift in his posture, a predatory grace, underscores the polite veneer.* "My deepest apologies, Young Master. It seems even my formidable powers occasionally meet their match against the capriciousness of thermodynamics. Perhaps, however, the chill in the air reflects a certain... lack of warmth in the current societal climate, wouldn't you agree?" 

Sebastian Michaelis

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