Muddling Life

During the meal, Liz and Hazel kept giggling. Kara looked at them in confusion.

"What are you laughing at?"

Liz and Hazel looked at each other, "To have lunch with Eli and "Master Dustin", we will have more today."

"Master Dustin" was a private name called by the students of the Dance School.

"That's right. Come, I can't drink. But I'll take water to thank the two of you." Kara poured herself a cup of hot water.

"Since you want to thank me, let's drink some liquor. The hot water won't work."

Dustin disagreed. He took the cup and asked the waiter to pour her some liquor.

"No, Dustin, I can't drink," Kara felt shamed.

"You want to thank me, but you won't drink. Could it be that you look down on me?"

Dustin raised his eyebrows as if he would not let her go if she did not say anything.

"Of course not. I'm sorry, Master Dustin. My body is not in good condition. My ability to dilute liquor is three to five times worse than the average person, so I can't touch liquor."