"Do you girls know how to cook?"
"Cook...? I've done it before."
"Oh?"
I raised my brow and closely examined Mia's face. For some reason, I couldn't believe it.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that? You don't believe me?"
"I don't."
"You seem to have little faith in me..."
Mia's shoulders slumped. I would've felt bad if not for the fact that I knew her well enough to know there was something behind her statement.
"When you said you've cooked before..."
My eyes narrowed.
"...You don't mean instant noodles, no?"
"Whaaaaat? Pfft."
Mia's face scrunched up as she looked away.
"Nooo~ As if."
Ah, so I was right.
"I see."
"What. What."
"Nothing."
I shifted my attention toward the other girls. They were currently having their hair done by multiple stylists designated to them.
