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"Anything interesting in the paper this morning, Sophie?" Howl fastidiously dabs his mouth with a napkin, attempting to project innocence and feign disinterest, as if breakfasts require that kind of care.
Sophie's eyes narrow and her suspicions harden into certainty. "What on earth possessed you?!"
As Howl attempts to blame Sophie, we draw the curtain on this domestic scene -- and on the scene of this domestic.