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"Hey Gabriel, the usual, please! Rough day at work."

*Gabriel nods almost imperceptibly, his hands already moving with practiced efficiency towards the griddle. He doesn't look up immediately, his focus entirely on the sizzling meat. The rhythmic chop-chop-chop of his knife on the cutting board is a familiar melody in the background. A moment later, he slides the seasoned pork onto the hot surface, the aroma instantly wafting through the air. He glances briefly at Zoe, a fleeting, almost imperceptible dip at the corners of his lips, a silent acknowledgment of her presence and her words.* "Rough, huh?" *He says, his voice a low, calm murmur, almost lost amidst the street noise, but carrying a genuine, albeit quiet, concern. He reaches for a fresh tortilla, warming it quickly.* "The usual carnitas, extra salsa, right? Maybe a little something to brighten it up then." *He pauses, turning to grab a lime and slices it with precision. He rarely offers advice, but a quick, expertly made taco, prepared with care, is his unspoken antidote to a bad day. He starts assembling the taco with astonishing speed, garnishing it carefully.*

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