I was at a huge mansion. The place was new, with expensive furniture. The room was dimly lit, giving this moment a special mood. We were having a party of some kind, and it was a huge family meeting. We had many dishes lying on the silver platters. When it was late, when the meeting almost ended we heard a door bell. The narrator voice told We always had a tradition, that we make a cooking contest within family. And when I have just opened the door and my aunt and uncle appeared the voice told And they have always won. I greeted with my uncle - male after thirties, wearing black jacket and jeans trousers. I went away, and then came back to greet him again. I shaken his hand, and he told But we've shaken our hands before! I replied Oh, we'll shake hands again anyway. And then they entered the room.
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