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"Since forever," Lucinda replied. Medusa reached for a spoon on the table, but it slipped from her grasp and clattered onto the table. Medusa, sitting across from her, grabbed the spoon and tried to dip it into the food, but it fell again.

"Get your own spoon," Lucinda said, holding her plate tightly.

Medusa pouted. "Why are you acting like this all of a sudden? Just let me have a bite," she pleaded, inching her spoon closer to Lucinda.

"No," Lucinda snapped, snatching her plate and heading towards the front door. Frustrated, Medusa hid the spoon behind her back. Just then, Lucinda's phone rang, interrupting the tense moment.

"Grab my phone, please," Lucinda requested, and Medusa reluctantly walked over to hand it to her. Lucinda balanced her plate in one hand and held the phone to her ear with the other.

"Good morning, sir," Lucinda greeted with a bright smile.

"Good morning. I'm calling to let you know that when you arrive at work, feed Deacon first, and then meet me in the project
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