Dean put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the private room.
After leaving the private room, Dean called Joy back, "I'll be back soon."
Joy smiled happily, "Have you had dinner? I'll cook for you."
"I haven't eaten."
Dean had already eaten at the Reed's old house, but those foods certainly wouldn't taste as good as Joy's. He hadn't eaten Joy's cooking for two days, and he kind of missed it.
Of course, what he wanted to eat wasn't just the food.
"Okay, then I'll start cooking now. You can order whatever you want."
Dean thought for a moment, "Braised pork knuckle."
Joy: "?"
Mr. Reed hasn't even touched meat for so many years. Is it okay for him to eat such greasy food all at once?
But she couldn't refuse since Dean wanted to eat it.
"Okay, I'll go to the supermarket and buy a pork knuckle. Do you want anything else?"
"You," Dean replied coldly.
Joy: "What?"
