We stepped into the butchery, and Ru just stood there, staring at me for some time.
"What?" I raised a confused eyebrow.
"Order what you want. We’ll pick it up later," she instructed.
“What I want?” I was a bit confused by this. Wasn't I escorting her?
Before I could ask more, she had already approached the butcher, asking about Aldo.
When she finally turned back to me, one brow arched, she added, “You’re the one with the huge appetite. Figure it out. I am not stressing myself over meats and cuts and all that.”
"You should have just said so." I turned to the display, scanning the neatly arranged cuts of farm and wild meats. Of course, my stomach made the decision for me, and I selected portions of almost everything that looked appetizing.
As I was finishing up, the butcher leaned over the counter, giving me a side-dimpled smile. “Is that your girl?” he asked, gesturing toward Ru.