~ Chicago, Jasper's penthouse ~
Ellie stared at the bowl in front of her. "Are these… instant noodles?"
Jasper waved his arms defensively. "Hey, don't blame me. You are the one who insisted that I cook."
"You call this cooking? Add water and boil for three minutes?" Ellie tried not to laugh. Seriously, men can be impossible to understand. She was not expecting a luxurious seven course meal, but instant noodles?
"It's three and a half minutes." Jasper said matter-of-factly. "And I added eggs."
On a second look, Ellie can see pieces of scrambled egg mixed in with noodles.
She laughed. "I've had worse."
Under Jasper's watchful eye, she rolled noodles on her fork and stuffed them in her mouth.
'Did I say I had worse? Why the heck is this so salty? How can he mess up instant noodles?', Ellie cried on the inside while contemplating if she should swallow or spit it out.
