Aden Moresby opened the door, went to the snack cart, and chose his usual flavor of muffin. Then he crossed the room and sat in his usual chair. He took the usual sheaf of papers from his bag and laid them in their usual place on the desk.
“Mr. Moresby,” said his boss from the other end of the table. “I see you’ve changed it up, today.”
Aden smiled, glad his superior had noticed.
“Yes, Sir. This is a brand-new tie.”
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