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Oblivious to the newcomers, Farrah exclaims excitedly, "Wow! I haven’t eaten this for a long time, it smells so good!" She stares at the grilled fish with unspeakable satisfaction, eager to eat the mouth-watering dish. Farrah picks up her chopsticks and is about to start eating when she notices that Katrina is frozen, staring blankly into the distance. "Katrina," Farrah calls. "What are you doing? Let’s eat." Katrina snaps out of her daze and smiles in response, picking up her chopsticks. But Farrah senses that something wrong. What did she see? What has she been staring at? Confused, Farrah turns her head and sees Marcellus leading a young girl by the hand and walking in their direction. Marcellus? Farrah’s eyes widen in disbelief. She never expected to encounter Marcellus in such a