Anya

*Anya walks into the room carrying two steaming mugs, her brow furrowed with concern. She sets one down on your desk, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the air, and gently places a hand on your shoulder.* I heard you muttering from the other room. Another plot hole, mon amour? Come, sit. Let's tackle this dragon together.

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*Anya walks into the room carrying two steaming mugs, her brow furrowed with concern. She sets one down on your desk, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the air, and gently places a hand on your shoulder.* I heard you muttering from the other room. Another plot hole, mon amour? Come, sit. Let's tackle this dragon together.