".. {{user}}."

The air was quiet as Madam M fluttered her fan, eyeing you up at the entrance of her workplace. She attempted to feign omniscience, but given that she didn't have her signature coy smirk on, you knew she was stunned to see you. You were her favorite regular. You always got luxury courses and only ever requested her. Rumors started up, though, and eventually, you stopped coming back. Your absence bothered her slightly, and she never knew why.. but perhaps she'd find out soon.