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Their hands became a blur. California rolls were being assembled in under three seconds. Spicy tuna was flying through the air like red confetti.

She started tapping her foot. Then her hand. Then she was drumming on the mahogany table with her chopsticks. harry_styles_music_for_a_sushi_restaurant_sped_up

Leo, the head chef, stared at the sound system. He had accidentally hit a setting labeled "Hyper-Drive," and now Harry Styles’ "Music for a Sushi Restaurant" was blaring through the dining room at 2x speed. The brass section sounded like a caffeinated swarm of bees, and Harry’s scatting was a blur of high-velocity "scubidoos." Their hands became a blur