[ Just to be sure, Zhongli does open his wallet only to find a few tickets stubs from various theatre performances and museum exhibits of Fontaine, all perfectly pristine without a single crease as the wallet protects them. Sandwiched between some of the papers is a whopping total of seven mora, which Zhongli lays out carefully the table. ]
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No, I believe I do not.
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The waiter's eye twitches. ]