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"I could have contacted our mutual acquaintance, the fashion designer, who should know these nuances... but I decided against it. It wouldn't be appropriate to bother a stranger in such an unusual way, in the evening, and for a simple game."
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- The second test is interesting, - Beata muttered, studying the questions. - Am I only supposed to fill out the parts I voluntarily agree to? - Gillon whispered, so only she could hear. - Yes, - Beata replied briefly. - I see... - I got 41, - Beata muttered after filling it out, - is that a lot or a little? - I got 65... I guess 41 is a lot, - Gillon muttered. - So, the higher the number, the worse? - Seems like it.
"Hmm, so I'm cleaner than Beata and dirtier than Gillon? For some reason, I thought he would be no worse than me, based on my observations. Well, I guess I was wrong..." - while pondering this, Alaria noticed that the young man soon began to fill out the test a second time and got into an irritated argument with Zostmer, - "...either he hid something, for one reason or another. I could have intervened myself, out of old professional habit, but I respect people's personal space too much."