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Gura-Lifts-Her-Tail
>My goodness, that's quite a loaf! But how ever shall it fit my oven?
Amelius Woltson
>This loaf isn't ready for baking, my sweet. It has yet to rise.
Gura-Lifts-Her-Tail
>If only we could hurry that along. How would I accomplish such a task?
Amelius Woltson
>Oh, my foolish little Sharkgonian maid, you must use your hands.
Gura-Lifts-Her-Tail
>You wish me to knead the loaf? Here?
Amelius Woltson
>Of course.
Gura-Lifts-Her-Tail
>But what if the mistress catches me? Your loaf was meant to satisfy her appetite.
Amelius Woltson
>Don't fret, my delicate flower. I'll satisfy the mistress's cravings later.
Gura-Lifts-Her-Tail
>Very well, but I'm afraid my oven isn't hot enough. It could take hours!
Amelius Woltson
>Plenty of time, my sweet. Plenty of time.
