Voli laughed, "As much as I love the idea, we do have a job to do. And Fein's cooking is waiting for us."
Fein's ears perked up at the mention of his cooking. "Ah, yes. I promised to make my famous spaghetti and meatballs tonight. Let's get ready for some culinary magic."
As they made their way to the hotel room, the group couldn't help but feel content and relaxed. The day had been filled with laughter, good company, and relaxation. They were grateful for the chance to unwind and recharge before their next stop. They haven't really decided yet if they would go to the North or to the South.
...
"Ugh, I'm so bored," Sofia complained, flipping through TV channels. "There's nothing good on."
Fein chuckled. "Well, if you're looking for entertainment, why don't we try something a little more old-fashioned?"
He stood up and walked over to a small pile of board games in the corner of the room. "How about we play a game?"
