Vincent was standing quietly in the corner of the crowded kitchen, intently observing the flurry of activity in front of him. He had his arms crossed, and his eyes were fixed on the team of chefs as they prepared the orders for the guests. The intoxicating aroma of sizzling meat, freshly chopped herbs, and simmering sauces filled the air, and Vincent couldn't help but feel disgusted.

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