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Lireal stepped into the restaurant. The beautiful inside decor was overwhelming to take in. It felt like walking into a palace, with huge crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, expensive art paintings on the walls, and staff who seemed to easily float around each table. The smells of nice perfumes and freshly-cut flowers filled the air, mixed with the tasty smells of the food being served. The lighting was low, making everything look warm and cozy, as if the whole place was a private, comfortable sanctuary. The restaurant had a few different sections, each decorated uniquely, from a snug corner with cushy velvet booths to an outdoor patio overlooking the city. The quiet, elegant music playing made the atmosphere even nicer. A waitress approached Lireal's table, smiling politely." G

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