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❝𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗞𝗘, 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 ravioli is amazing.❞ Tiffany says as she and Drake sit with each other at the dining table, "What's it called?"
"Oh, well...well you know its...ravioli from a....from a llama...," Drake trails off, silently cursing himself under his breath.
"I've never heard of it."
"Neither have I." He mumbles, cutting a piece of the ravioli with his fork.
"Who are they?" Tiffany asked as Josh walks out of the kitchen, Marlowe following him as she tries to stop him.
Once Josh hears Tiffany, he quickly takes the blue apron he's wearing off, throwing it to Marlowe who throws it into the kitchen before flashing the two a bright smile.