Then, there was a sudden sound in the belly of Freda, "Zed, I'm really hungry. Let's order take-out, junk food!"
Zed Smith touched the table in the room and said, "Okay, I'll check it now."
Looking around, Freda wondered if birds were singing outside the window.
"I shouldn't have thought too much. It's my first time to come to such a quaint place, so it's normal for me to be curious," Freda thought.
Zed Smith opened his mobile phone. The app was still available, but when he heard that it would be sent here, he was rejected.
After a while, Freda asked anxiously, "Are you done, Zed?"
Zed Smith shook his head and said, "No, maybe it's too late. No one will send her home."
"No one?" Freda asked. "Really? It's not late, is it?"
Zed Smith looked at his watch. It was just past 8 o'clock.
"Yes, but... Forget it. I'll go to the kitchen to see if there's anything to eat."
As soon as Zed Smith opened the door, he saw Uncle King standing at the door.
"Uncle King, you scared me."