"Haha! Your decision power is totally null, little kitten. Let me decide, because if you did it will take another hour."
Sinclair tucked his both hands above hips as he boasted about himself and seemed pinocchio to Syna.
She knew his nose would grow longer any moment but isn't it false, for a tycoon who was ruling business world by fair means, his decision power must be accurate that led the lord to heights. The duo strode back towards their seating.
The wallpaper on each was sky blue, a perfect contrast with white furniture. A girl in white skirt that hung in her mid thigh, wearing a black apron approached both for their order with a yellow notepad in her left hand and a gel pen in right.
Sinclair placed the order for both of them in one go as he overlooked Syna.
"Double chocolate, three scoops with extra chips and extra chocolate sauce".
