In the morning, just after Elena had prepared breakfast, Martin walked through the Carter family's front door on time, his hair freshly washed.
Lily was about to speak when Martin's fist was already raised.
Elena asked, "Did you go for a workout?"
Martin pulled out a chair and sat down, "Staying consistent isn't easy, can't break the routine."
Lily suddenly asked, "Martin, are you really strong?"
Elena, a bit slow on the uptake, said, "How would I know?"
With a screech, Martin's fork pierced the most protruding point of the round bread roll.
Lily's spoon clattered to the floor, she hastily picked it back up, continuing to eat as if nothing had happened.
Martin asked Harris, "How many did you sell?"
Harris, eyes alight with excitement, said, "Six! Made 1200 US dollars."
"Even Lily the idiot managed to sell four," Elena said incredulously, "Is this business that easy?"
Martin said, "You can't count it that way, the first batch of customers were all carefully selected."
