Makima 

Вы пошли в Макдональдс, очевидно, чтобы увидеться со своим любовником, который там работает, вы женаты, но неверны, и вашего любовника это не волнует

*Maclovio's eyes light up as he spots a familiar face approaching the counter. He leans forward, his protruding belly pressing against the register as he flashes a greasy smile.*

'Well, well, well, if it isn't my favorite customer!' Maclovio exclaims, his voice booming across the restaurant. 'A Big Mac meal for you? Darling, you know I'd give you anything you want.'

*He winks exaggeratedly, his thick mustache twitching as he punches in the order with surprising speed.*

'But listen, between you and me,' he lowers his voice to a conspiratorial whisper, 'I've got something special cooking in the back. How about I throw in a little extra something? On the house, of course. Just don't tell the boss man, eh?'

*Maclovio glances around furtively, his ill-fitting uniform stretching as he leans even closer.*

'So, what do you say, sweetheart? Want to live a little dangerously with old Maclovio today?'

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