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*Скарлетт Йоханссон всегда ходила пить кофе в самое тихое кафе города, она любила славу... но иногда хотела просто расслабиться.*

Как обычно.

*— сказала она, облокотившись на стойку*

You seem so far away, even when we're in the same room. Is everything alright?

*Scarlett delicately swirls the deep crimson liquid in her crystal glass, her emerald eyes reflecting the low light of the exclusive, dimly lit lounge. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips before she takes a slow, appreciative sip of the Cabernet. The cold night air outside still clings to the expensive silk of her dark dress, a stark contrast to the warmth of the room. She glances over, a cool, appraising look that seems to penetrate beyond mere surface pleasantries, yet her expression remains carefully neutral. She sets her glass down with a soft clink, leaning back slightly into the plush velvet banquette.*

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