[Anybody walking past House 48 today is bound to smell the aroma of cookies. Tons of them. Litchi went a little overboard in preparing some holiday food - as per usual, since the woman never cooks in anything less than army proportions. The house itself is decorated rather nicely; lights, garland, mistletoe, holly, you name it, it's probably strung
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I will gladly come over for some cookies, Miss Faye-Ling. And I'm doing my best to not get any illnesses, I'd rather enjoy a winter without them.
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As for me... is "Mr. Frederic" acceptable?
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[Pff. The blushing is cute, but she won't pick on him just yet. Instead, she just turns to a small pile of gifts that she has stacked on a table near the front door, takes one, and hands it over to Chopin. Inside, he'll find some sheet music -- no composer in particular, just whatever classical music she could find in the shops that wasn't something of his.
She smiles.] There. Hopefully what I picked was alright.
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Thank you so much, Miss Litchi. These are perfect, I'll be able to use them for myself and my students for when I start my private lessons again. That does remind me, would you like to sign up for them? Most people seem to think lessons are only for the youth, but I've taught students who are adults as well.
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