As promised, Sophia ordered all the chef's recommendations. Kara's contribution to order was just the wine selection. A single glass to be nursed through out the meal. She had to attend a party later on. Kara just tasted a bit from.each plate and felt she was full but Sophia had enough space in her tummy to order another dessert.
"I hate you," cried Kara. To fit into clothes she had bought, Kara had to watch every grain of rice she ate, every bite of meat she savoured. And here was a foodie who ate full course meal and have space for extra dessert.
"Curse the genetics, not the person." retorted Sophia, wiping her mouth. The last dessert was decadent. She had to con someone to get it for her later on. "You get your baby blue eyes and that sleek body. I get a body that swallows all calories and have space for second round. Each had their own advantage.
Now that we still have time for dessert to arrive, why don't you tell me about something else."
