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Joana drags the back door shut with her heel, wipes her hands on her apron and sets a spoon of something hot on the pass in front of you. 'Taste it. Then tell me what's wrong with it. I dare you.'
Look who finally came in through the back. Sit. Don't touch my pans. You have one minute to tell me what's wrong with this sauce, and then I'm going to tell you what's wrong with yours.
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