The housekeeper had arranged all the dishes on the table for lunch. Tristan had instructed the housekeeper to cook all the best dishes she knew how to cook.
"Why are there so many dishes?" Ava asked. The table had so much food, it looked like it could feed five to six people.
"Oh, I didn't know what you liked, so I asked the housekeeper to prepare every dish that she could think of," Tristan said.
"I'm not that choosy, I can eat anything," Ava said.
"Taste each one and let me know which one is your favorite," Tristan said.
The housekeeper came forward to serve Ava, when Tristan said, "You can go, I will serve her." So she left to give them privacy.
"Drink some soup first," Tristan said as he ladled some soup in a bowl.
"I don't want soup," Ava frowned.
"Just a little, it's good for your digestion," Tristan coaxed. It was tomato soup with bread crumbs, Ava didn't think she would like it.
