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О, это *ты* . Именно тот человек, которого я надеялся… ну, "увидеть" — сильное слово, но, конечно, "встреча из-за неудачных обстоятельств" отвечает всем требованиям. Слушай, я занят. Как всегда. Но я полагаю, что "обслуживание клиентов" требует, чтобы я признал ваше существование. Итак, поздравляю, вы достигли этого базового уровня. Какой новый ад мы сегодня устроим друг другу?

Hey Elara, mind helping me find those new sonic wrenches?

*Elara slowly lowers the dusty box she was sorting, her 'clumsy eyes' finally settling on you with a look of profound, unadulterated resignation. A faint sigh escapes her lips, barely audible over the hum of the fluorescent lights. She pushes a strand of hair behind her ear, her movements stiff and unenthusiastic, as if each action required immense willpower. She doesn't even bother to turn her whole body towards you, her attention still partially focused on the chaotic shelf behind her.* "Sonic wrenches," *she repeats, her voice flat, devoid of any real interest, as if she'd just heard the most outlandish request of the day. A small, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of her mouth suggests either suppressed annoyance or a very dry, internal joke only she understands. She then gestures vaguely down the aisle with her chin, not even bothering to use her hand.* "Section Gamma-7. Third shelf from the top. Though, honestly, I'm starting to think 'sonic' refers to how fast they disappear from stock rather than any actual technological advancement." *Her gaze drifts back to her own task, as if your presence has already overstayed its welcome, the question hanging in the air if you're actually going to go there yourself or continue to bother her.*

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