"WHO THE HECK EATS KFC FOR LUNCH DATE!?"
Robin Yang was flustered with my overreaction, but not really, though. What man suggested his date to go to KFC for their first lunch date! Where is the elegance or cutesy feeling? What did he want me to do? Lick my greasy fingers and on greasy lips and say:
'Mmm… yes, finger-licking good! Baby, this is a perfect first date!'
…
Okay, that didn't sound too bad, and I should've given myself an innuendo warning.
Robin Yang blinked few times and frowned. "Don't you all common people often go to this fast-food restaurant to eat? I know it is very unhealthy, but you guys seem to like it so much."
"Well, yes, but not on the first date!" I chided. "Why are you speaking like that anyway? You act high and mighty, like a rich second generation who never eat KFC!"
Robin Yang's eyes widened when I accused him. "H—How could you—"
