In the kitchen, the stoves became a blur of motion. Steaming plates of pasta and five-tier cakes didn't just cook; they materialized. My staff of NPCs moved with supernatural speed, their movements dictated by the script's logic. They didn't walk; they glided across the floor, delivering meals before the customers had even finished sitting down.
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