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Prompt: Raconteur person who tells anecdotes in a skillful and amusing way.
"a colorful raconteur"
WC: 200
Violet got out of the car and headed to the front door holding her head.
"Darling, how was I to know Lord Phillson would be there." Cedrick chased her into the house. "Please forgive me."
Violet paused on the stairs. "I know he is a friend and he fancies himself a great raconteur but he tells the same stories over and over again. It makes my head ache."
"So those four glasses of champagne were for your head then?" Cedrick knew as soon as it came out of his mouth that he would pay for it.
Violet raised an eyebrow at him. "Since when did you start counting my drinks?"
Cedrick shrugged. "It's just unusual for you to drink more than a glass. I was concerned."
Violet let out a weary sigh. "Next time we make our excuses before he tells that off color duck story."
Cedrick nodded. "Agreed. I still can't figure out how he got the duck to do that. I bet there wasn't a bit of truth in it."
"Come to bed, Ced." Violet started up the stairs. "You can puzzle it out while I sleep off the champagne."
"Yes Darling." Cedrick followed her up the stairs.
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