"Hey, why are you not eating? Don't worry. I asked Raphael to pick him up. Later, I'll ask him to bring him here. What do you think?" Olivia looked excited.
Sophia looked up and glared at her. "Who said I was worried about him?"
"Really? Then, I'm relieved. Otherwise, I'll be sad if you won't be able to eat and drink."
"Stop talking nonsense. You still have a little time. Eat some more."
"Yes, yes. I need to eat more."
"You have no idea about Raphael. You can talk about him for everything else, but no one is allowed to doubt his ability to choose a restaurant. When I talk about it, he gets annoyed at me. Just his choice? It's so terrible, and he's eating with relish. Look, have I lost weight!" Olivia said exaggeratedly, and she even touched her face.
"Hahaha, not really. But, there is no such thing as a perfect lover. You see, you are satisfied with everything about him, but you still found a flaw in him that is a bad taste in food."
