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"It's not." Miranda cut shortly, elegantly leaning against the back of the sofa in her townhouse office.
"It is! She likes it every time I cook it." Emily crossed her arms, stopping her furious pacing right in front of Miranda.
"I'm telling you, it's not her favourite meal." Miranda kept her voice calm, lifting the glass of wine to her lips. She sipped deliberately slowly, as if her whole body was meant to express her power "I've been married to her for almost five years now. I should know my wife's favourite meal."
"Hello?? I'm her wife too!"
Yes, Emily was Andrea's wife too - and Miranda's actually - even if she had been added to the equation a year later.
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Miranda and Emily argue over their wife's favourite meal and Andrea is the peacemaker.