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[Elisabeth] What are 'YOU doing here?...
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[Mr.Bourton] Ah, Miss Calliway.
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Elisabeth's mom leisurly opened the doors on the left side of the dining room. She was in her finest attire and jewels.
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(Elisabeth) What is going on? My moms face was locked in a stiff smile and she kept glancing towards Mr.Bourton every now and then, but she mostly stared directly towards me.
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[Mrs.Calliway] Elisabeth! (still smiling) Could you come help me with something dear?
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(Elisabeth)I hesitated at first, frozen in place looking like a huge question mark, but I finally got a move on, taking note of my moms glare that shrieked urgency.
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They both moved through the pair of doors on the left, which led into the kitchen.
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[Mrs.Calliway] What is this... this horrendous outfit you are wearing, this is not appropriate for a young lady?
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[Elisabeth] Excuse you? You didn't tell me HE would be here...
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[Mrs.Calliway] Elisabeth! That is not how you talk about our honoured guest. Behave, remember you will be fifteen this summer solstice, and I demand you show both me and Mr.Bourton some respect at dinner today.
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[Mrs.Calliway] Now go up and change into something appropriate, you look like one of the orphans out begging on the street.
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[Elisabeth] Hell no, I would rather die than change out of my clothes.
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[Chef Pupin] Ehm... Excuse me mrs. Calliway, dinner will be cold If it has to wait much longer.
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[Mrs.Calliway] I guess it can't be helped... Bring in the dinner...
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Mrs. Calliway and Elisabeth seated themselves on their designated seats.
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[Mrs.Calliway] Please do ignore my daughter's nature, this 'Tomboy has promised to display good etiquette for us today.
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Elisabeths cheeks boiled in red
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