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Excuse me, but I have a very important announcement to make: This Friday happens to be the young master's six--oh--ah, Young Master Tyr's birthday! I'm afraid I haven't had the pleasure of meeting all the friends he has made here in the City, so I would like to take this opportunity to extend an invitation to all those who are acquainted with him.
We will be holding a modest lunch party at our apartment--number 108 in building ten. I would be honoured if his friends could take the time to attend. And, of course, the young master will be pleased, too!
Now, the city had better not cause any curses to ruin the occasion...
Excuse me, but I have a very important announcement to make: This Friday happens to be the young master's six--oh--ah, Young Master Tyr's birthday! I'm afraid I haven't had the pleasure of meeting all the friends he has made here in the City, so I would like to take this opportunity to extend an invitation to all those who are acquainted with him.
We will be holding a modest lunch party at our apartment--number 108 in building ten. I would be honoured if his friends could take the time to attend. And, of course, the young master will be pleased, too!
Now, the city had better not cause any curses to ruin the occasion...
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Mm... [ Still...thinking about it. ] You know, strawberries are in season...
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Yes, that's right! Shall I prepare a strawberry cake for you?
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[ Tyr smiles again with a nod. ] Maybe as a compliment or something. I still want a chocolate cake.
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[And Gremio's eyes light up as he gets the idea. Chocolate cake, perhaps strawberry frosting--that sounds perfect for the young master.] Of course, Young Master! I'll prepare one just like that for you.
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[ Tyr knows he struck gold when he sees the way Gremio's eyes light up. And he's not too disappointed himself. ] Good!
...Make sure it's not pink.
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[...Oh. His expressions falters at that tellingly.] A-are you certain?
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[ ...Tyr stares at him. ] I'm a twenty-one-year-old man, Gremio.
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[Gremio blinks back.] Ah, well, yes--b-but...It's nothing to be embarrassed over, Young Master!
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I still don't want a pink cake.
...Put the strawberries on the inside. Between the layers.
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W-well...As you wish, Young Master. I'll come up with something to your liking. [Something not-pink! ...Although he still thinks strawberry frosting on the inside is a good idea.]
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[ As long as it's not on the outside. ] All right. If you can't do without the pink, just pick someone else to go with the chocolate. [ Wave a hand. ] Like peanuts.
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[He tries to make placating gestures to indicate that Tyr doesn't have to worry (even if Gremio's the one fretting).] Don't worry, Young Master, it won't be a problem! I can certainly manage with the strawberries--and I assure you that the cake won't be pink.
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[ Somehow, Gremio saying it like that makes him a little embarrassed, but he looks down to Gremio's shoulder again to try to hide it. ] All right. I trust you to do it well...
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Of course! I'll do my very best for you! [He's very fired up! Although he's been wondering about the way Tyr's been looking away.] Is everything all right, Young Master? If that is unacceptable, I'll prepare the cake any way you wish.
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[ Aaand he looks back up at Gremio. Shaking his head! ] You already are preparing it the way I want. You have almost entirely free reign to do that.
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[He's convinced that Tyr's all right for now, at least.] Thank you, Young Master. I promise I won't let you down--and if there is anything else that you'd like, please do tell me.
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Mm... [ He thinks only briefly before continuing. ] Make the rest a surprise for me. You know what I like.
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Oh--Yes, of course, Young Master! I'll do everything I can to prepare it to your liking! [He's already so excited to plan!] Ah, and it seems several of your friends have accepted the invitation.
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[ Tyr would have left it at that, but... ] Ah? ...Are you sure they all actually know me?
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Oh, well, it seems most of them do...although I don't believe you've met Lady Aska. But not to worry, Young Master! She's a very thoughtful and energetic young lady--and a princess, as well!
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A princess? [ Nope, Tyr can't say he's met a princess before. He wonders how young is 'young', but she can't be that little, he thinks. ] Is she a friend of yours?
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[He also neglects to mention that she's loud, but...] Yes, that's correct. We've met on occasion, and she has expressed interest in meeting you. I hope this is all right with you, Young Master?
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[ He's obviously imagining someone like Jillia. If he ever met Jillia, that is. But saying that, he thinks anyone Gremio spoke to would end up knowing Tyr in some way. ] It's fine... She's your friend, so she can't be that bad.
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[Poor Tyr is in for a bit of a surprise. And Gremio probably couldn't go thirty minutes without mentioning Tyr, that's for certain.] I do hope you two will get along all right. She's, ah...a little assertive, but also kindhearted--and polite enough to insist that she bring a gift.