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"This," she shouted, trying to keep up with the rhythm, "is the first time sushi has felt like a contact sport! Five stars for the cardio alone!"

The neon sign for "Gill’s Galley" flickered in time with the frantic, high-pitched beat of a night that had gone completely off the rails. harry_styles_music_for_a_sushi_restaurant_sped_up

In the dining room, the vibe changed instantly. Usually, the upscale crowd at Gill’s nibbled on nigiri with pinkies extended. But the acted like a shot of adrenaline to the soul. "This," she shouted, trying to keep up with

They weren't walking; they were power-sliding. Drinks were being refilled before the ice had even settled. Usually, the upscale crowd at Gill’s nibbled on

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.

"I can't reach the dial!" Leo shouted over the frantic trumpets. He was currently pinned behind a massive delivery of bluefin tuna.