"Stop fooling around and go cook. I'm already starving."
A woman in a yellow dress tugged at a man's hand, speaking with a playful hint of reproach.
The man let out a chuckle and replied, "Which kind of sausage do you feel like having today? I've got big sausages, small cured sausages, mushroom sausages—hundreds of varieties, you name it, I've got it."
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