Halia let out a quiet laugh. There was a sizable group of Brits hovering by the other table, each with a different fruit in their hand. "If there's any left by the time we get over there. Apparently the British find enjoyment in everything 'exotic'," she explained with pursed lips. "Have you met any of them yet?" She glanced over to the small group of British national team players who were standing together on the other side of the room.

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