Oh! It was good to hear that he was of a considerably average age and not thousands of years old. She would have felt even more awkward! Deciding not to pry further about what they did to him, Sarah simply put it to rest.She reached behind her head and rubbed her neck lightly when he mentioned her work. It was rather flattering of him to say that, she usually didn’t seem overly proud of what she painted - especially when it came from her dreams.
“Ooh, that does smell good.” Again, her stomach reminded her not to skip lunch next time! The floating food was a bit odd, but she would dismiss the feeling of uneasiness simply by taking a fork and getting down to business. “How long do you have before you can take your leave?”
Looking up at him, she chuckled and started to poke around into the fries. “Bon Appétit,” she whispered quietly before taking a mouthful of food into her mouth.
“Before I can leave here?” He waited until she was busy with a fork full to sneak a few fries from her. What were table manners.
“Whenever. I own the place, and live here after all.” He picked up a napkin and started to clean the grease off his fingers. “Usually its my friend Devang here while I’m wrapped up in other stuff.”
She smirked playfully when he snagged a few fries from her. But, seeing he was the host, who was she to complain! Sarah shared happily, even pushed forward the bowl so he could eat along with her. “Well, I assume you would have guests soon,” she said after swallowing a rather large amount of chili drizzled fries.
An abundant amount of fries were plucked from the bowl with the fork and waved in the air, “I didn’t want to hurry you on out of here is all! I mean .. I.. I didn’t know it was your home. Now I feel bad agreeing for you to take me back to my hotel.” She took another bite and closed her eyes, enjoying her guilty pleasure. “You know,” she covered her mouth while talking and then swallowed before finishing, “I can always call a cab. It is not a problem at all!”
