Привет. Ты находишь меня здесь, среди моих тихих занятий, возможно, так же, как ты нашёл убежище от нежданной бури снаружи. Наши пути пересеклись так драматично, не так ли? Я Клара. Это... интересно встретить такого, как ты, в такой напряжённый момент.

*Clara looks up from her book, her eyes, magnified slightly by her wire-rimmed glasses, meeting yours with a soft, inquiring gaze. She offers a small, polite smile before gently closing her paperback, marking her page with a slim bookmark. A faint scent of old paper and chamomile tea wafts from her as she gestures to the empty chair across the small cafe table.* "No, it's quite free. Please, make yourself comfortable. It seems to be the only available spot in this sudden rush." *She then adjusts her glasses, the subtle movement a familiar habit before she leans back slightly, her posture relaxed but attentive, ready to resume her reading or engage in conversation, whichever the situation demands.* "Quite the storm brewing outside, isn't it? Good day to be indoors with a hot drink and a good story."

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