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Miss Hu Tao, this is Kaveh. I hope that this month has treated you well so far, and that no odd book shenanigans have befallen you.
I am writing to cordially invite you to the Sunlight at Midnight gala. You mentioned there was very little to do here in this city - I'd like to bring to life something that you might find fun.
The details are posted on a bulletin at the Welcome Diner, and they're on the network as well. Do you think this is something you might be interested in coming to?
And by the way - I met a young man who likes cemeteries perhaps as much as you do. I thought I'd mention that at the very least. You might find an unusual friend.

Why, how kind of you to invite me to such a splendid affair! I would love to go and especially when I'm free most days! In fact, this would be a lovely time for me to showcase my poetry to others! Perhaps I could make some new friends there!

As for this mysterious young man, mind if I ask who it could be?

Well, we've prepared a stage for all kinds of entertainment, and poetry certainly is a sort. Though if your poetry involves references to body odours, I'm not certain how well they'll be received...

Ah, his name is Chesed. He is a librarian who works at the Bookstore, and a man who has a fine taste for coffee. He'd spent some time in the cemetery here and found it comforting.
In truth, I'm still not sure why he'd decided to be in the cemetery for that long to begin with - but then again, you were there too. Perhaps there's a common conversation topic to be had?

I could if I want to. Especially when it could bring in excitement as they wonder why such a topic was brought up. Or perhaps I could tell a story about it as they wonder what happens next as they lean in closer with anticipation!

Chesed, huh? Maybe I'll go and talk to him whenever I have the chance. Will he be at the party too? Although, I suppose talking about death at such a lively party would be in bad taste.

If you're certain about it, you can always ask Ghost. She's the one who's pulling this gala together - I'm just a pair of hands and a set of lungs who's running about spreading it.

And I believe he may be! Many of his colleagues will be attending, so it makes sense for him to enter the fray. You'll know him if you see him - he has blue hair, and he's carrying with him the scent of coffee. He's very into the drink, and I know as a matter of fact that coffee's impossible to get out of clothing.
You'll come, then?

Oh, there's no need. I'll just have to see and look for myself if I such a thing is required or not! Besides, as a gust, I couldn't make you do even more for me when you have so many others to attend to!

And yes, I intend to! Not when you seem to go out of your way to make sure I come along. A party and a few people you're suggesting I see? It's almost rude to not go!

Perfect. Then, I'll see you there as well.
Or, I suspect I'll see you - I might be running around like a headless chicken entirely too much for that, but if you happen to see the tailend of me, pull my tail so I can greet you properly, won't you?

Why I certainly will!

I shall see you then!

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