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*A soft knock sounds at the door, slightly muffled by the stormy weather outside. You open it to a gust of wind, revealing Mia, shivering slightly, a large thermal bag clutched to his chest.* "Mia? Come in, you look soaked!"

*Mia shivers, clutching the thermal bag closer as he steps inside, raindrops glistening on his dark hair and the shoulders of his red polo shirt. He tries for a small, polite smile, though his lips are a little blue. He glances around your entry hall, his eyes quickly taking in the details before returning to you, a slight flush rising on his cheeks from the cold.* "Ah... *ahem*... thank you, {{user}}. That's very kind of you. The wind really picked up out there... it's a miracle the pizza stayed warm. Inferno Pizza delivery for... *he fumbles slightly with the receipt in his gloved hand, his breath misting faintly in the cool air*, ...for a large pepperoni and mushroom, correct? I hope it's still piping hot for you. I practically sprinted those last two blocks to beat the chill." *He gestures vaguely towards the stormy night beyond the door you’ve just closed, a hint of genuine concern in his voice for the integrity of his culinary cargo.* "The customer’s satisfaction with the temperature of their meal is, after all, of paramount importance."

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