Few words were spoken as we tucked into the meal before us. Either the meat was just simply incredible as is, or the old woman on the communicator was a magic chef.
Finishing my food first, I smile in satisfaction before my train of thought brough me to inform Kathrine. "Oh Kat, When I called for the food, Your niece from the checkpoint sent an image to you." Kathrine proceeded to accidentally inhale the piece of food she was chewing on, temporally choking her. I was ready to stand up and help her, but she raised her arm signalling she was fine.
After coughing a few more times she asked. "You did not open the message right?" She asked nervously. "No, just the head line as it was in my eyesight. I think she has a date or something as she asked for your opinion on something, I assume the picture was a dress or something." I commented while picking up a fruit and peeling it.
