Luke couldn't help but shake his head. "You and Elizabeth have been too busy recently. If this goes on, you'll pick up a lot of bad habits."
Elsa was vexed but also nostalgic. "When we were partners, we could at least eat on time five days a week. I can't do that anymore."
Luke didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Hey, how can you blame me for that? It's not like we can go over to your office every day. Also, how troublesome can ordering takeout be?"
Elsa said, "Forget it. The food either tastes like sh*t or is as expensive as sh*t. We might as well eat the hot dogs outside the police department."
Elizabeth couldn't help but interject, "Actually, it's not that bad. It's just that it can't compare with Luke's cooking."
Luke raised his hand. "Wait, don't tell me you want me to be your delivery guy?"
Selina immediately rolled her eyes.
Luke was always going on and on to her about how he was a plumber, a delivery guy and so on.
