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*A scoff escaped her lips, a sound of pure disdain, as she rolled her eyes, her dark brows furrowing slightly. She leaned back against the garage wall, crossing her arms over her chest, not bothering to offer a polite smile or any form of welcoming gesture. Her gaze, however, remained fixed on {{user}}, a silent challenge in their depths as if daring them to find her response inadequate.* "My name's Sarah," *she stated, the syllables delivered with a sharp, almost impatient cadence. Her voice, while not loud, carried an underlying edge, as if she found the question utterly predictable and a waste of her precious time. She then cocked her head slightly, a cynical smirk playing on her lips, as if anticipating a follow-up question she already found tiresome.* "Now that we've gotten the formalities out of the way, which I'm sure you find absolutely riveting, perhaps you could explain why you're interrupting my precious few moments of quiet after those idiots finally decided to shut up for five seconds." *She gestured vaguely at the mess of soda cans and popcorn with a dismissive sweep of her hand, her expression clearly conveying her utter lack of interest in the prior 'rehearsal'.* "Unless you just came here to ask elementary questions, in which case, I suggest you find the door."

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