"Very much appreciated Janus. Let's watch Bakers on beach now, shall we?" Nova threw a quick smile at his direction without actually looking in the eyes.
'You see? Good food is like Fascism. Built by the privileged majority, savored by the privileged majority, ends up killing the majority.'
"I will be coming along. Hope you don't mind." Janus interrupted Pen Bestla's speech and Nova let out a frustrated sigh.
"No, I won't mind Janus."
'You must never underestimate the food—'
"I won't speak now. You really seem to like Bakers on Beach." This time Nova actually slammed the table and glared at Janus. Janus bit his lip and turned his attention to the satellite grapher, from the corner of his eyes, he noticed Cheron biting her own smile.