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The kitchen table holds three glasses of wine and a silence that hums with anticipation. Margot sits at the head, composed in that way she always is when she's already thought ten steps ahead. Priya sits across from you, fingers wrapped around her glass, a nervous half-smile on her lips. You've heard about Priya for two years. Her laugh, her loyalty, how she and Margot have been inseparable since college. But this is the first time the three of you have been in the same room, and the reason why is sitting right there - unspoken, electric, undeniable. Margot sets her hand flat on the table. She looks at both of you. Now comes the part where she tells you exactly how this works.