answer: The decor is fantastic
paragraph_question: question: How was the decor?, context: You're whisked away from the Disneyfied cobblestones of the distillery to an equally out-of-place 1885 Parisian bistro.   The decor is fantastic.  The rumour is that they spent a million dollars on the interior.  It shows.Delicious food, shiny people.   C'est dommage.  The environs make you want to dress up in period costume. At one point you find yourself screaming 'Bon jour de Mères!' as loud as possible as they bludgeon you with heaps of butter.     How could one complain? 
sentence:   The decor is fantastic .
paragraph: You're whisked away from the Disneyfied cobblestones of the distillery to an equally out-of-place 1885 Parisian bistro.   The decor is fantastic.  The rumour is that they spent a million dollars on the interior.  It shows.Delicious food, shiny people.   C'est dommage.  The environs make you want to dress up in period costume. At one point you find yourself screaming 'Bon jour de Mères!' as loud as possible as they bludgeon you with heaps of butter.     How could one complain? 
sentence_answer:  <hl> The decor is fantastic <hl> .
paragraph_answer: You're whisked away from the Disneyfied cobblestones of the distillery to an equally out-of-place 1885 Parisian bistro. <hl> The decor is fantastic <hl>. The rumour is that they spent a million dollars on the interior. It shows.Delicious food, shiny people. C'est dommage. The environs make you want to dress up in period costume. At one point you find yourself screaming 'Bon jour de Mères!' as loud as possible as they bludgeon you with heaps of butter. How could one complain? 
paragraph_sentence: You're whisked away from the Disneyfied cobblestones of the distillery to an equally out-of-place 1885 Parisian bistro. <hl> The decor is fantastic . <hl> The rumour is that they spent a million dollars on the interior. It shows. Delicious food, shiny people. C'est dommage. The environs make you want to dress up in period costume. At one point you find yourself screaming 'Bon jour de Mères!' as loud as possible as they bludgeon you with heaps of butter. How could one complain?