"He likes to eat mousse cake, but it must be made with vegetable oil, or else his stomach will bother him. He only drinks iced Americano; he doesn't like pungent smell; he eats noodles without cilantro; he eats beef but not lamb. He wears clothes that are two sizes larger, likes tops from Vance & Se, suits from Yohji Yamamoto, and summer collections from Paul. He wears size 10 shoes and likes Air Jordans..." Scarlett rattled off for over ten minutes.
Listening from the second-floor terrace, I heard it all clearly and, shocked, I couldn't help but wear a wry smile...
After being together with me for five years, she had forgotten several times that I didn't eat cilantro, buying me clothes that were either too small to wear or too large.
As for coffee, it was no wonder that when we went to Starbucks several times, she would inadvertently blurt out "iced Americano" before correcting herself to cappuccino, which was my favorite.
The dishes soon arrived, along with a small cake.
I ate and watched their drama unfold.
It was quite interesting.
The red-haired girl persisted, saying, "You must have been prepped by Benjamin to say all that."