And of course, here, like everywhere else in the castle this year - Eliza reached into her pockets to produce ten knuts for the dining hall turnstiles. She'd pay more next time so she could get more turns in and out, but for now, that was all she had.
She wasn't the payment plan's biggest fan, but she knew once she got inside she could have some ice cream - since everything else this year had been pretty shoddy cooking - she'd just stick with the sweet deliciousness of the ice cream.
She slipped her ten knuts into the machines and walked through to the Great Hall.
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