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"Elliot, how's this? Great atmosphere, right?" Avery went back to sit down next to Elliot and beamed at him.

"Sure. Looks great. It would be weird if I can't get any fish, though," Elliot said with a smile.

"Why wouldn't you? There are fishes everywhere! I can get down there myself and just grab blindly, and I will still end up with a few." Avery found it hard to believe that Elliot would fail despite having such wonderful gear. "Have you drawn them in? I watched videos of others fishing before. I think you need to draw them in first," she said, before grabbing a handful of bait and tossing them into the pond.

"All the fishes are gathered in this small pond. I don't really think we need to draw them in." "Oh, right. I think the video I saw was someone fishing in the wild." "Yeah. Avery, don't you want to stay inside the house? It's cold out here." Elliot wasn't actually worried that she would be cold, as Avery had plenty of layers on; he simply felt nervous having her next to him while he fished.

"I'm not cold! Are you? The bodyguards are working on a temporary canopy." Avery shot him an innocent smile. "Go on! Don't mind me! I will take a video for you once the buoy moves!" With a heavy heart, Elliot tossed the hook into the pond.

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