Part 1: An Evening of Reunions Lady Natalia Waitin, known for her exquisite taste and lavish parties, was hosting a dinner party to remember. The renowned Chef Woo had been invited to showcase his culinary talents, promising an extraordinary dining experience. As the guests arrived, the anticipation in the air was palpable.
Professor Kincaid arrived at the mansion's front steps accompanied by Captain Reginald. The two men engaged in lively conversation as they made their way inside. The Captain appeared somewhat unwell, his normally sturdy frame slightly weakened. "I haven't seen Lady Waitin in nearly 20 years," he confided in the Professor. "Why come now then?" inquired the curious Professor. "I'm getting older. Some wrongs must be righted," the Captain responded cryptically. Their conversation was interrupted as Miss Izza Ippy, a childhood friend of Lady Waitin, arrived with a Castor bean plant as a gift for the host. Spotting Miss Ippy, Captain Reginald's eyes widened in surprise. "Well, bless my soul! What are you doing here?" he asked with a hint of delight. "I'm an old friend of Lady Waitin. We've known each other for years," Miss Ippy admitted. A small, plump woman in a starched maid's uniform opened the grand oak doors and greeted the guests. She didn't say a word, but nodded curtly and grabbed their shawls and coats as they stepped into the grand house. The Professor had already wandered off to the nearest drink cart. "My, my! You know each other?" Lady Waitin asked, approaching the pair with a champagne flute in her hands, greeting her guests. "Oh yes, he is a member of the country club," Miss Ippy revealed with a smile, nodding to the Captain. "We met recently. Miss Ippy turns the head of many young men at the squash courts. No doubt she'll snag a husband soon, especially if she keeps offering her chocolate pretzels to them," Captain chuckled. "I'm testing new recipes for the state fair, and handsome. Hungry men who have worked up a sweat are great taste-testers," Miss Ippy confessed, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "You're sure to win, my dear," Lady Waitin said, beaming at her friend. "Oh, excuse me," she said, seeing a new guest arrive at the front door. Captain Reginald, visibly pale and perspiring, placed a protective hand on his stomach as Miss Ippy unveiled a tin of fresh chocolate-covered pretzels. "I'm saving these for an after-dinner surprise, but one pretzel won't be missed," she said, conspiratorially. "I fear I am a bit under the weather, but I can't turn down one of your pretzels," Captain Reginald admitted, his mouth watering at the sight. As the guests settled down for dinner, Chef Woo presented a visual pleasing plate of lobster tail for all of his guests but put down a different plate of food to Captain Reginald. "No one critiques my food quite like this man," Chef Woo shared with a hint of amusement. "I remember you, Captain Reginald, from a charity event at the country club. No hard feelings," Chef Woo said, placing a hand over his heart. "I recall that you're allergic to shellfish, so I prepared a succulent rump roast for your palate." "How do you know Lady Waitin?" Miss Ippy asked Professor Kincaid as they began their main course. "We were schoolmates," the Professor replied. "Is it true that the Captain was Lady Waitin's ex-lover?" Miss Ippy whispered, her curiosity getting the better of her. She was the youngest person at the dinner and her blunt remarks showed her immaturity. The Professor nodded discreetly and glanced around the table. "I hear Dr. Lomax is the current love interest," he revealed, causing Miss Ippy to cough in surprise. Her eyes shifted to the quiet but dignified woman in the straight-lined black suit sitting next to Lady Waitin. Just then, the Butler, a tall man with a thin, pencil-like mustache, raised an eyebrow ever so slightly as he leaned over to refill their drinks, catching snippets of the gossip with a raised eyebrow. After dinner, Miss Izza Ippy delighted the guests by bringing out her highly sought-after chocolate-covered pretzels. "It's my own secret recipe," she said proudly. "I hear these have won awards," Professor Kincaid remarked, his eyes eagerly examining the delectable treats. As they all took their seats in the parlor, the anticipation of indulging in the salty-sweet delight filled the room. Goblets of wine and glasses of brandy were poured as Lady Waitin took the stage, ready to make an important announcement. But little did they know that tragedy was about to strike. To be continued in Part 2...
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