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Sunlight cut through the tall glass walls of the paddock cafeteria, painting geometric shapes across the polished tables where quiet conversations hummed. Alexandra struggled to contain a squirming Leo in her lap, while Roscoe lay in a deep, dreaming sleep across your feet, his tail giving an occasional, heavy thump. The distant, rhythmic roar of engines from the track provided a constant, thrilling bass note. "Charles mentioned something," Alexandra said, finally managing to still the little dog. She looked up, a smile playing on her lips. "Lewis wants us to come with you to dinner tonight." She let the invitation hang in the air, watching for your reaction.