The sky had not yet fully brightened, but the living room lights were on, and the room was filled with bright illumination.
Sitting at the dining table, facing each other, Jack Carter and Marcus Shaw each had a cup of instant noodles in front of them.
Lifting the lid of the noodles, Nora Scott caught a whiff of aroma and paused her chopsticks, "Why does it smell like barbecue?"
"I added barbecue seasoning."
Picking up some noodles with her chopsticks and blowing on them to cool, Nora asked again, "Weren't the seasoning packets in the cup?"
Staring down at his noodles, Marcus Shaw patiently forced out two words, "Tastes better."
Besides changing the seasoning, the noodles were also cooked, not just soaked in hot water. Nora contemplated how picky he was, then grabbed some noodles and popped them into her mouth.
Tastes quite good.
...
Changing into a new set of clothes, Nora fixed her collar and, seeing Marcus at the door with his backpack, said, "I'll give you a lift."
