conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "I think you look lovely…" The pleasing princes were pleasing, even dressed as girls. When Yu noticed me staring at him, he winked. It was surprisingly cute, but completely ineffective, as I only had eyes for Claire.
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conversations.value:  "When we first talked about wearing men’s clothing, I had trouble imagining it… But it’s not bad." Misha sounded almost a little too pleased by her costume. Her reserved personality had translated all too well into donning the mantle of a full-fledged butler. The nape of her neck peeked through her tied-back hair, which was, ahem, quite sexy.
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conversations.value:  "Why do I have to wear men’s clothes…and servants’ clothes at that…?" Claire looked sullen. "And you—you really are a peasant to the core! Servants’ clothes suit you perfectly."
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conversations.value:  "Well, I am your servant, Miss Claire."
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conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Hmmm… But this was unexpected."
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conversations.value:  "What is it, Master Rod?" Rod said, dissatisfaction in his voice.
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conversations.value:  "When I suggested a cross-dressing café, I was imagining gaudier outfits that would look funny and make us laugh. No one’s going to laugh at this."
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conversations.value:  "If that’s what you want, you don’t need to worry." The speaker was Lambert, a pretty boy himself, who also looked gorgeous in the maid outfit.
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conversations.value:  "Ah ha ha ha!" Rod exploded in laughter.
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conversations.value:  "Master Rod! Please don’t!"
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conversations.value:  The reason was Commander Lorek. The sight of that rugged warrior dressed as a woman fulfilled all of Rod’s expectations. It looked like Lene had tried really hard to do his makeup, but there was only so much she could do.
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conversations.value:  "I told you I didn’t want to do it…" Lorek was crying, which only made his makeup run.
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conversations.value:  "Lorek… You pass. Actually, you’re the star of the show." Rod continued to chuckle uncontrollably.
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conversations.value:  Everyone else wore expressions that suggested they wanted to join in but didn’t dare.
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conversations.value:  "I’m not going to serve any customers!" Lorek declared that he would be holed up in the kitchen.
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conversations.value:  "Why?" Rod was completely bewildered by subtlety.
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conversations.value:  "Rod… That’s enough. Poor Lorek." On the other hand, Thane was more emotionally savvy than his brother.
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conversations.value:  Thanks to his graceful intervention, Lorek was allowed to take charge of the kitchen.
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conversations.value:  "But what’s the selling point of Cavalier, then? What’s the point of a cross-dressing café that’s not funny?"
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conversations.value:  "Master Rod, I believe you will find there is demand for a café where beautiful boys and girls are the servers. And that this will prove especially true if the servers are royalty and nobility." Lene raised her hand.
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conversations.value:  "Is that so?" Rod still had his head cocked to the side, but I thought Lene was correct. Commoners would be attending the Foundation Day Fair, too. These were the princes of the kingdom, and tons of folks would jump at the chance to be waited on by them—for a variety of reasons.
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