Today's OneWord: Cutlery

Pushing aside the fancy plates and cutlery, all gleaming gold under the light of the gaudy chandelier, I found a modest placard sporting my misshapen name, reminding me that I would be sitting in between Mister Wordschmidt and Missus Gallant from upstairs. I was beginning to rethink coming to this dinner party in the first place when I saw Missus Gallant's gorgeous daughter sidle toward the table, her right hand holding up her long purple skirt.

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