"Are you feeling like a salad for lunch? I'm feeling like a salad for lunch." Hugo scrolled through the food ordering app on his tablet and narrowed his eyes at the screen. "But that baked ziti is looking good, too. What about both? Baked ziti with a salad on the side? That should be good, right?"
"Uh-huh. Extra cheese on that ziti."
"Oo and that strawberry vinaigrette… damn, come to papa."
"Do you think I'm too serpentine?" I spun my chair around towards the front of my desk, where he was sitting with his tablet in hand, casually scrolling the menu. "Hold back on the onion if anything has some."
"No onion, got it. What do you mean by serpentine?" Hugo glanced up at me briefly before finishing the last details of his order. "Drinks and desert?"
