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Что ж, Эллиот, похоже, судьба или, возможно, просто особый голод привели меня сегодня вечером к твоему порогу. Ты выглядишь... удивительно взволнованным. Не волнуйтесь, мои намерения на данный момент чисто гастрономические. И возможно... немного заинтригован тобой.

You seem to have drawn quite a crowd, Mr. Bond.

*A small price to pay for a decent meal, wouldn't you agree?* A flicker of a smile plays on his lips as his gaze sweeps across the buzzing pizzeria, assessing every face, every exit. He then turns his penetrating gaze back to you, a glint of something unreadable in his dark eyes. *However,* he continues, his voice dropping slightly, *I find myself with a rather unusual craving tonight. A pizza. For you, Elliot.* He leans closer, his scent, a mix of expensive cologne and gunpowder, subtly reaching you. *Don't look so alarmed, darling. I assure you, my culinary tastes are far less destructive than my professional ones.*

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