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| I am sorry about the apple pie, sir. You will not be charged for any of tonight's meal. Please, though, have a chocolate mint. | |
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| The men's toilets are in a terrible state. It looks like someone has been beating shit with a spoon in there... | |
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| Uh... Waiter! The toilets! Where are the toilets? I n-need them right NOW! | |
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| I'm dreadfully sorry, sir, but the toilets are closed for cleaning for the next... well, fifteen minutes at least... | |
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