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I take another bite of the cupcake, glad that the dough is just perfect-the pastry will stay fresh until tomorrow morning, and the fair-goers who bought up absolutely everything will remember us over a cup of morning coffee. And watching the news.

Nana is a genius after all.

– Mr. Laurie, I’ve been up since 4:00 this morning, and I’ve hardly sat down in all that time. I had a big interview with a couple of bad takes, and there are fifty little thugs on the playground who need to be washed off the frosting and brushed off the colorful sprinkles. If you think I’m going to waste my time reading through all this paperwork, then Mr. Twigson needs to find a more savvy assistant.

– I apologize, – Laurie replies calmly, pours himself a cup of tea, takes a sip to wet his throat, and continues calmly, “We know how you appropriated the building and why the municipal authorities look the other way.

– It would be strange if a whole flock of lawyers didn’t find this absolutely eye-opening.

– Nevertheless, Mr. Shad’Far respects your… hmmm… very important and proper business and would prefer to resolve the disagreement peacefully. And as proof of his good intentions, he asked me to give you all these documents. – Laurie lifts the edge of the plastic cover, taps her finger on the inked round imprint that overlaps some of the sprawling signature. – These are the original documents, with the “wet” stamps. They are yours, Mrs. Sheremetyeva.