Hazel hums to herself as she sets her table with a place of one. Her cookbook lies open on the counter, and the oven is preheating. She glances at the time, and sees with excitement and a growl in her stomach that it is almost 4:00. Her guests should be here any moment.
Hazel grins as she looks over the ad she had placed in the local newspaper and on various websites. "Lonely woman seeking company. Please come over for dinner!" She had cast a spell to make sure it could only be seen by people with an interest in being eaten, though this didn't guarantee if they'd actually go through with it. To her delight, she had received several answers, and now had nearly two weeks' worth of dinners scheduled.
The first dinner was about to happen now, as the doorbell rings, and Hazel rushes to the door before her guests can change their mind.
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