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conversations.value:  The absence of meat meant it lacked richness, but it was far better than having to make broth from scratch every time. I was thinking I might be able to mass-produce it and sell it through Broumet. Then again, if it really took off, I worried I might earn the ire of restaurant chefs the world over. But I digress. The takeaway here was that this namul was made with my faux consommé powder and tasted pretty good. People who disliked green pepper could enjoy it to a degree, and people who didn’t mind green pepper could eat it endlessly. In fact, the Japanese recipe I based it on was called “Endless Green Peppers” because—you guessed it—it made people want to eat green pepper ad nauseam. That’s a recipe I’ll have to skip over for now, however. Just know that I made it for Claire and Aleah, being the green-pepper-haters they are. I looked at Claire’s lunch and confirmed the namul was being eaten. Mission successful. Woo-hoo! "Miss Claire, feed me please, aaah." I opened my mouth wide.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
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conversations.value:  "Didn’t I do this just yesterday?"
conversations.prefix: Claire:
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conversations.value:  "What’s that matter? C’mon, aaah."
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conversations.value:  "A-aw, I wish that were—I mean, h-how shameless…" Philine muttered.
conversations.prefix: Philine:
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conversations.value:  "Oh! I want to feed Rae too!"
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conversations.value:  "Lana, you too! Let’s feed Rae!"
conversations.prefix: Frieda:
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conversations.value:  "Huh? Me?" Lana said after a delay. She seemed somewhat distracted.
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conversations.value:  "Oh, goodness! Why is everyone making such a fuss about this?!" Claire complained as she picked up a piece of fried chicken, presumably for me.
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conversations.value:  "Wait, Claire!"
conversations.prefix: Philine:
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conversations.value:  "Why don’t you practice feeding me before Rae?"
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conversations.value:  "Lady Philine?!" Claire gasped.
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conversations.value:  "Hey, you’re just trying to take advantage of the situation to get Claire to feed you!" I complained.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
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conversations.value:  "If you don’t, I’ll feed Rae first! I mean it, I’ll really do it!" Philine declared.
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conversations.value:  "What kind of threat is that?!" I exclaimed. Needless to say, it was a lively lunch.
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