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– Sorry.

– It’s okay, it’s better to call things by their proper names.

– You know what I wanted to say.

– Naturally! We’ve known each other for years. So Miranda, I will say this, not because I’m your friend and someone close to you, but as a casual observer. You’re an excellent photographer who makes amazing things out of the ordinary, like this table or… – I spread my hands so that my friend knows what I’m talking about at this moment – or this teapot! You have everything you need. Oh, no, wait, you don’t. You have no patience.

– Hey!

– But that’s just the way it is.

Miranda strode over to her own bag, still on the floor, and scratched her head cheerfully and smirked.

– Are you sure?

– Completely.

– Do I have to break my own word of honor again?

– If it makes you feel any better, I haven’t taken your «honest» words seriously for a long time.

Miranda blinked her green eyes in surprise.

– And for how long?

– Since the day you swore not to eat any more meat.

That was eight years ago and my friend only lasted a week without him.