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…Her expression was a complex tapestry of relief, exhaustion, and a simmering, unspoken judgment directed squarely at her employer. She didn’t need to say a word; the slight tightening of her lips and the almost imperceptible twitch of her left eyebrow spoke volumes. "Well," Phineas began, his voice raspy, "that was… invigorating." Brenda let out a long, slow breath. "Invigorating, Phineas? The kitchen nearly became a crematorium, and our smart fridge is now dispensing milk that feels like it’s been left out in the sun for a week. I’d call it something else, but I’m trying to maintain a modicum of professional decorum." Phineas win