"Alright then! I'll need to give some serious thought to what we should eat for dinner tonight! Surely, Mr. Forest wouldn't dare suggest anything that costs less than ten thousand per person." Quincy Forest said with visible delight. "Oh yeah, Jane, what do you really crave but don't usually get to eat?"
Jane Sampson nodded enthusiastically, like a woodpecker.
"What?" Quincy asked.
Jane opened her mouth and said, "Barbecue skewers."
Quincy nearly threw the hairpin in her hand right at Jane's face, which was as beautiful as a flower.
"Is that all you've got? I thought at the very least you'd say something Michelin-star-worthy, but you just give me two words?" Quincy complained with mock exasperation. "Such low ambition!"
