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"What's that?" Winter blinked.
"Take a guess." Miranda and Winter had barely touched their food. After all the uproar and the fright they'd endured, their appetites were finally kicking in. They made a beeline for the restaurant and tucked into a robust meal.
Once they were done, Winter got a call. Grinning from ear to ear, she headed out for a date.
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Drawn by the mouthwatering scent, Miranda ended up in front of a shop. She glanced up and saw "The m Scented Treasure" emblazoned in bold Hebranian script above the entrance. She pondered if Hebranians ran the place. Miranda pushed the door open, thinking she was entering a restaurant, but to her surprise, she found herself in an antique shop.
The owner of the shop was whipping up sgarlic roasted lamb, which explained the delicious aroma The place was cozy, with shelves along the walls. Only the shelf by the door held antiques. The others were filled with a mix of quirky and unusual trinkets,
Suddenly, a small, somewhat stern yet charming figurine grabbed Miranda's attention. It was no larger than the palm of her hand, but the craftsmanship was outstanding. Every detail was finely crafted, from the wrinkles on its shirt to the delicate gold-rimmed glasses sitting on its nose.