Marianne huffed, crossing her arms. "Someone has to make sure you eat properly. If I left it to you, you'd survive off caffeine and bad decisions."
Ethan smirked, picking up his fork. "Accurate."
Vanessa eyed the meal hungrily before turning to Marianne with a pout. "I also worked hard today. Where's my three-course meal?"
Marianne shot her a deadpan stare. "You finished two sandwiches an hour ago."
Vanessa groaned, leaning back against the couch. "That was an hour ago. I'm a growing girl, Marianne!"
"You're growing sideways," Marianne retorted, making Vanessa gasp in mock horror.
Ethan snorted, cutting into his steak. The moment the meat hit his tongue, he sighed. "Damn, this is good."
"Of course, it is." Marianne sniffed, but there was a hint of pride in her voice.
Vanessa pouted. "Whatever. I'll just steal some of Ethan's then — "