Chapter 154: Amadeus Really is a Dog_1

Alfred Garland also stole a moment from his busyness to look up, with pasta still in his mouth, he hurriedly gave a thumbs up: "Ms. Quinlan, it's really delicious. I didn't expect you to be such a good cook; you could even open your own pasta restaurant."

He wasn't exaggerating. This tomato and egg pasta was just too tasty!

The two of them went back and forth with their praise until Audrick Zachmann couldn't take it anymore. He slammed the table, stood up, and reached out to the feisty girl with a mournful plea: "Nathalie, what about mine?"

Amadeus Yancey didn't react as he did, but his expression conveyed the same message.

What about his?

First, there wasn't any for him.

Second, there wasn't any for him.

Third, surely it was his turn now, right?

Nathalie Quinlan arched her eyebrows, her bright eyes sweeping over the two men. She slapped away Audrick's hand, her tone cool and impatient: "In the kitchen, get it yourself."

Audrick: ...

Amadeus: ...