"Here you are," a steaming flavor-filled bowl of goodness arrived in a tray, the fish on the porcelain added a slight touch of appetite.
"Where's my bowl?" asked another cheerful eater.
"On it," said he pulling the tray away, "-go have a shower once you've done eating. I'll see you later, roommate."
"Yeah, sure," she veered to admire the reaching aroma of the meal. Her mouth watered and the stomach growled, morsels of vegetables often surfaced as if to say, '-hi I'm here, eat me,' then returned to the bottom.
