Yet, Flossie Wright's knife skills genuinely amazed Stuart Weston and Calvin Ramos. Even before they started eating, Stuart was still exclaiming to Calvin in astonishment. If all the ingredients in Flossie's hands were replaced with people, she would definitely be the kind of expert who could bone them entirely.
Of course, all he received was a bored look from Calvin Ramos.
"Discuss the situation."
Once breakfast was chosen, Flossie Wright carried her plate back outside the kitchen, joining the other three by the small stone table outside.
Since they worked in the cooking class, they naturally had some special privileges. For example, all areas belonging to the cooking class were their free territory, even taking up the small stone table often used for meetings wouldn't raise any complaints.
"What situation?"
Upon hearing the question, Stuart cracked the eggshell in his hand and looked up in confusion, utterly unable to connect with Flossie on a mental level.
