"Kagome," Sango asked, as she opened the door to their small apartment. They were coming home from working at the café. She dropped her keys in the little bowl by the door, and hung her rain jacket by the jacket. Kagome did the same. "Has Miroku not set up some publicity date for you and Inuyasha? Have you not talked to him recently? It's been two weeks since you last went out. Ever since the fight." She noted, stretching and rolling her shoulders as she continued into the apartment. Kagome sighed as she pulled her hair up into a bun. "Huh? Is something wrong?" Sango asked her friend, as she shuffled into the kitchen, and rummaged through the fridge for anything to cook with. Kagome followed her friend into the kitchen.
"No... not really." Kagome said, shrugging her shoulders, she took her phone out of her pocket and opened up a food delivery app, scrolling through it; she was too tired to cook today. She snapped out of her thoughts as Sango asked her what was wrong. "Oh! Nothing." Kagome said, smiling a little. "How about I order us a pizza or two?" Kagome asked, in an effort to avoid Sango's prying into the relationship-or rather, the nonexistent-but-existent-to-the-public relationship. Sango squinted an eye at Kagome, knowing that her friend was hiding something. "You like Hawaiian right? Two Hawaiians." Kagome said quickly, as she ordered the pizza on the app and paid. "There, dinner will be here in T-minus 45 minutes." Kagome added. Sango folded her arms over her chest slowly, leaning into the countertop of their kitchen, she raised an eyebrow.
"Kagome..why are you dodging my question? What happened?" Sango asked, and Kagome looked down at her feet, twiddling her fingers. "Did you break the contract? Already?" Sango asked, disbelief laced her words. Kagome rolled her eyes and slumped her shoulders.
"No, not yet...anyway." Kagome said, dragging her words. "I did something that was unknowingly bad." Kagome explained, causing Sango to furrow her eyebrows at her friend. What could she have possibly done? Sango wondered, wracking her brain for anything that Kagome could have done that was bad enough for her to dodge the question. Kagome wasn't exactly one to dodge questions, it was something Sango admired about her. She was frank, brutal in her honesty. So, all of a sudden was she so secretive? "You know how Inuyasha got the absolute shit beat out of his face?" Kagome asked, prompting Sango to nod her head wearily. "Well, when we got back to the hotel room I asked if he was okay because Koga is a full demon and he's a-"
"A half-demon." Sango said, frankly. Kagome nodded her head. "And he took it the wrong way?" Sango finished, and again Kagome nodded her head. Sango puffed her cheeks and huffed. "That's tricky." She said, "Half-demons tend to hate being reminded of their half-demonness." Sango said gently, furrowing her eyebrows in thought. Kagome groaned and nodded her head.
"I feel horrible about it." She said, "He hasn't talked to me since then. He also got really angry and told me to get out of his room. Like some teenage older brother." Kagome rested her head on the palms of her hands, as she sat at the small dinner table in the kitchen area. "He was already beating himself up...I could tell." Kagome added, making herself feel like she was digging an even bigger grave. I feel like I really fucked it up with one comment.
Sango shrugged her shoulders, "Oh well." Kagome's head snapped up to look at her friend. Indifference was unusual with her. Sango tended to have very strong opinions about anything and everything. "He'll get over it." She said, as she herself got up from the table and walked over to her bedroom. "It's not like you're actually dating, right?" Sango said, poking her head out of her doorway.
Kagome smiled nervously at her friend. Yeah, she thought, not actually dating. Kagome lifted herself from her seat, and walked over to her own bedroom. As she opened her door, she groaned with realization and pinched the bridge of her nose. Clothes were thrown around her room, along with shoes and purses. Since arriving from Las Vegas, she'd had little time to clean her room and reorganize her clothing. The dress she wore to the fight hung loosely over her open closet door. The louboutin heels were thrown into a corner. Other clothing was thrown on the floor around her hamper and spilled out of her dresser. Sighing, Kagome started slowly cleaning up the mess of her room. She heard knocking at the door, and Sango's footsteps shuffling toward the door as she yelled "coming!". Figuring that it was the food, Kagome left her task and walked toward the kitchen, where Sango was putting down the pizzas. Kagome picked up one of the boxes, and brought it over to the living room area. Sango followed after her, and picked up the TV remote from the coffee table, as Kagome took a slice of pizza. "Hm," Kagome said with a mouth full of pizza, "lets watch something on Netflix." Sango giggled at her friend, and picked up her own slice of pizza, pulling Netflix up on the TV screen. Sango scrolled through a few shows and movies, before she and Kagome decided on To All the Boys I've Loved Before. In Kagome's opinion, the movie was overly cheesy, but it was good if all she was looking for was something to watch while she ate, which is exactly what she was doing. "God this is so good." Kagome moaned, and reached forward for another slice of pizza. Sango nodded as she took another bite out of her slice.
"So," Sango said, licking her lips, "what was your actual visit to Las Vegas like? We only talked about the fight when you called to tell me who he was fighting. And, you know, besides that little bit where you accidently were really insensitive to Inuyasha." Kagome mentally facepalmed herself. That's what she was! Insensitive. Kagome nodded her head, and swallowed her food, before she started to talk, the movie playing in the background.
"So, the hotel room was amazing, and I'm sure was crazy expensive. He had his own space entirely to himself and so did I. Between our rooms was a little dining area and living room, with a small kitchen area, and a fully stocked bar. Really cool." Kagome said, moving her hands as she spoke. "The food was absolutely amazing too. We all went out to eat that Friday night after his weigh in and it was amazing. He had a tomahawk steak and I swear that's the only time I saw him like, truly happy that whole time. I had this lemon and herb salmon dish," Kagome could feel her mouth salivating as she recalled the taste of the food, "amazing." She shook her head, wishing the pizza she was currently indulging in was the salmon she had Frid night. "There was a really nice view of the city from his balcony too. Really pretty." Kagome continued, taking another bite of her pizza slice, "the fight of course was really fun. I could get used to going to those because he doesn't talk to me much and gets really into it, so I kind of just hang out with his sister-in-law, brother, and Miroku most of the time. His sparring partners are weird though; they don't talk much." Sango smiled with realization at Kagome, raising her eyebrows. Worried, Kagome's eyes moved around the room, before looking at Sango. "What?"
"You like him." Sango said, in a sing-song voice. Kagome coughed, beating her free hand on her chest. "I asked you about your trip. Not Inuyasha's." Sango said, laughing slightly. Kagome's cheeks turned red as she shook her head rapidly. "Also...his balcony?" Sango asked, raising an eyebrow as she took a bite of her pizza. Kagome rolled her eyes. "Look...I'm just pointing out what I've noticed." Sango chimed, shrugging her shoulders.
"Absolutely not. No. He's a fucking ass." Kagome said snorting. Her? Liking him? Impossible. It absolutely could not be. There was no way for it. "Nah," Kagome said, frowning, "he's totally not my type." She added, reaching for another slice of pizza. As she reached for the pizza, her phone buzzed in her pocket. Kagome set the pizza slice down in the box, and took her phone out of her pocket. She didn't have the number saved in her phone which caused her to make a confused at her phone screen. "I don't know this number..." she murmured, and watched as it rang, trying to remember if she knew the number at all. Sango peered over Kagome's shoulder, looking at her phone screen. "Should I answer?" Kagome asked her friend, as the phone still rang in her hand. She watched as the ringing ended abruptly, and a notification appeared on her phone screen, letting her know that she missed the call. "Guess we'll never find out then." Kagome said, shrugging her shoulders as she threw the phone onto the coffee table. Sango shrugged her shoulders back. "But yeah...he just...no. Sango, I have no idea where you got that idea from, but you better get it out of your head as quickly as you got it." Kagome said, shooting a glare to her friend. Sango laughed at her, as she reached for another slice.
"I was just saying." Sango said in a sing-song voice. "Why were you on his balcony? Didn't you guys have separate areas?" Sango asked, prompting Kagome to clench her teeth awkwardly. Sango shot a glare at her friend, slumping her shoulders. "What do you mean?" Sango asked, mimicking Kagome's reaction to her question. "Oh my god...you had sex." Sango said, making Kagome groan in frustration.
"No! Nothing happened with us! His penis did not enter me...in any way!" Kagome yelled, pointing a finger at her friend. "I kind of, sort of, slapped him on the plane ride to Las Vegas and then felt bad when we got to the hotel so I went to his room to apologize and we ended up having a talk on the balcony." Kagome said in one breathe, sighing after she said it. She prepared herself for Sango to yell at her, but when she looked up at her friend all she saw was her shocked expression. "I know..." Kagome breathed, sighing. She heard Sango begin to laugh from beside her, and she glared at her friend. "What's so funny?" Kagome asked dryly.
"The fact that you ran to his room like a little kid begging for forgiveness." Sango said between laughs, earning herself a glare from Kagome. "Look, it sounds like your trip went better than expected, I definitely would have expected you two to kill each other, having to share a hotel room and all." She added, wiping her tears away with the edge of her finger. Again, Kagome's phone buzzed from the coffee table, the vibrations making the phone move. It was the name unknown number. Sighing, Kagome picked up the phone and answered it, putting it on speaker.
"Hello?" Kagome asked, bringing the phone speaker up to her ear. She looked up at Sango, making a face of confusion.
"Hi. It's Inuyasha." The voice said on the other end, Kagome looked up at Sango, her eyes going wide as her mouth formed an 'o' shape in surprise. Sango quickly covered her mouth with her hands and jumped off of the couch, watching Kagome for what she would say. "Did you fucking die or something?" Inuyasha snapped on the phone, causing Kagome to glare at it.
"Just wasn't expecting your call." Kagome said wearily. It was true, Inuyasha and Kagome never exchanged phone numbers. She mostly communicated with Miroku about public appearances and the likes. She looked over to Sango, who looked at Kagome as if she had thrown two extra heads, she rolled her eyes. "What do you want?" Kagome asked, looking over her finger nails. She heard Inuyasha laugh bitterly over the phone, and she struggled to fight down a smile.
"Oh, I see." Inuyasha replied smirking, as he sat in his car. He glanced up at Kagome's apartment, seeing the light from her living room. "Look. Miroku wants us to go out for dinner tonight, something about appearances, I don't know." Inuyasha replied, as his finger ran around the circumference of the steering wheel. His claw traced over the Mercedes sign in the center. "He made reservations for us at a steakhouse downtown. It's at 10:30. Get ready. Make yourself look nice." He added, looking into her window, he could faintly make out the figure of Sango, standing near the TV screen. "Say hello to your friend for me, I'm outside." He added, with an amused chuckle, and ended the call, slipping his phone into the cup holder of his car. He saw Kagome look through her window, and gave her a wave.
Kagome groaned as she looked away from the window, while Sango peered over her friends' shoulder at him, giving him a wave. Kagome stomped over to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face, ti brighten her complexion and wash away some of the stress from the day. She began to brush her teeth as she walked out of the bathroom, "I'm going to kill Miroku." Kagome said, as she brushed her teeth, "He really can't make reservations and tell us last minute." Kagome complained, rolling her eyes. She went back into the bathroom to spit out the toothpaste, and Sango folded her arms as she stood at the doorway of the bathroom.
"Or maybe Miroku tells Inuyasha in advance and Inuyasha is the one that decides to tell you last minute to be an asshole to you." Sango suggested, and Kagome tilted her head. It was a very plausible explanation, however that wouldn't explain the day they went to the mall and Miroku dropped the bomb on her about leaving that night only hours before the jet was scheduled to take off. "Wear that tight black dress with the long sleeves that's off the shoulders that you have, you look pretty in that." Sango added, as she went back to the living room. "I bet that dress will get Inuyasha to like you back." She teased, jogging a little to the couch, and returning to the pizza. Kagome gagged audibly as she walked into her room to change. Sango laughed.
"Ew!" Kagome called from her room, as she looked through her closet, pulling out dresses. "What to wear, what to wear..." she whispered to herself, as she looked over her options. She settled, reluctantly, on Sango's suggestion. It was a tight, black cotton dress. It stopped just above mid-thigh, and had long sleeves, and off the shoulder. She sighed as she changed into the dress, and pulled her hair up into a neat, sleeked back high ponytail. She applied minimal makeup, and slipped her feet into a pair of black heels. She stuffed her phone into a black purse. She kept her usual diamond stud earrings and put on a small golden necklace, with the single letter 'K'. The K rested between her collar bones, just above her breasts. She reached onto her dresser, and spritzed a little bit of the perfume Inuysha gifted her over her body. Looking at herself in the mirror, Kagome walked out of her room, and into the living room, where Sango had now put on another movie. "So?" She asked, causing Sango to look over her shoulder.
"You look fabulous, Kagome." Sango said, beaming a smile to her friend. "Truly breathtaking, most beautiful woman on this planet." She added, smiling at Kagome. Sango took a bite out of a pizza slice, and Kagome rolled her eyes.
"Thank you, Sango." She said, as she turned toward the door, grabbing her keys. "Don't eat all the pizza while I'm gone!" Kagome called over her shoulder.
"Bitch, you're gonna eat steak!" Sango called after Kagome, as she closed the door. Sighing, Kagome started her way quickly down the steps. You know, she thought, shaking her head, He probably DID get told about this earlier and decided to come tell me when he arrived at my apartment. Wait. How did he get my address? Kagome groaned; guess I'll find that all out at dinner. She opened the door to her apartment building and looked across the street. Her eyes searched the area for a while before her eyes focused on Inuyasha, leaning against the red body of his card. His hair was thrown over his shoulder, his ankles crossed and his fingers typed away on his phone. Kagome looked both ways, before crossing the middle of the street and tapped Inuyasha on his shoulder. He was startled out of his concentration and then glared at Kagome.
"Well, sorry." Kagome said, as Inuyasha turned to open the passenger side door. She got into the car, and watched as Inuyasha walked over to his side, and opened his own door. "Hope you didn't stand outside long." She added, pulling the seatbelt over her body. "Is Miroku coming along?" Kagome asked, looking at Inuyasha as he pulled out of his parking spot. Inuyasha shook his head.
"Nope." He said, letting go of his lips as he pronounced the 'p'. Kagome opened her mouth to speak, Inuyasha held up a finger, glancing over at her. "Neither is Sesshomaru and Rin or any friends of mine." Not that I have any, He thought to himself. Kagome huffed and crossed her arms, glaring at the silver-haired half demon in the driver's seat. Although it was hard for her to glare at him, when she noticed a small smirk come onto his lips as they merged onto the freeway. "It's just us." He added, winking in her direction.
"I didn't even get to ask anything." Kagome said under her breathe, and then snorted, "what's with the smirk, dog boy?" She said, and Inuyasha sent a glance in her direction. She asked again, "what's with the smirk? Are you going to answer me or not?" Why does he seem so happy to be with me?
"The perfume I gave you," Inuyasha said, staring at the road, "you're wearing it." It was a small trace of the scent, nothing that would overpower his senses. Then again, he hadn't chosen a scent that would overpower his senses anyway. It was a bright, fresh scent, like rose water and honey. He could feel heat radiating off of Kagome's body, and he laughed. "You thought I wouldn't notice?" Inuyasha asked, looking over at her. "Oh sweetheart," he said sarcastically, "you really are dimwitted." Kagome smacked him on his arm, earning her a glare from him. "You have a bad history with slapping me, Kagome." He said. Kagome noticed the faint Japanese accent, on the word 'history' causing her to giggle. "What?" He asked, now annoyed with the girl.
"Your accent." Kagome said softly. "It's cute. Kawaii." She teased, causing Inuyasha to groan. "It's very faint! Don't worry!" It didn't help, as now the half-demon was visibly uncomfortable, shifting in his spot. He tightened his jaw and concentrated on the road. "Why does it seem like everything I say to you...bothers you?" Kagome asked. She was becoming increasingly irritated by Inuyasha's seemingly persistent belligerent attitude with her. "You wanna know something? I'm so god damn tired of you Inuyasha. I really fucking am. Everything I say, everything I do, you just seem so annoyed by it. You're so fucking belligerent. I'm giving up a year of my life to help you with your career! And I don't even know you! You could at the very least be nice to me!" Kagome yelled, glancing over at the half demon driving. Her eyes moved from the glint of diamonds on his wrist watch to his molten golden eyes, that smoldered with frustration at her. She shifted in her seat, crossing her arms and sighing.
"You want to get to know me?" Inuyasha asked, bitterly. Kagome felt the car speed up, as he weaved through the traffic. She grabbed onto her seat-belt, and felt her stomach drop. "Fine." Inuyasha said, as he merged onto the exit. "Will that get you to shut the fuck up?" Inuyasha asked, growling at Kagome. Kagome was taken aback. He was always aggressive toward her, but never to this level. It caused Kagome to worry for herself, but she tried not to show it. "I'm not going to hurt you. I don't hit women." Inuyasha muttered, clearing his throat. "I can smell your fear."
After staring at Inuyasha for a few moments, her mouth agape, she found her voice. "Don't drive like that again." she said plainly, looking out of her window. The rain ended, but the mist was still persistent. She watched as people walked down the crowded sidewalks, some looked to be having a night out, others just on their way to work—or from work. She felt the car make a turn, and pull quickly into a valet parking spot. She heard Inuyasha mutter something under his breathe, and opened his door. Kagome saw someone approach her side of the car, and open the door for her, a hand extended to help her out. She took the hand, and smiled to the person that helped her out as a thank you. She made her way over to the sidewalk, where Inuyasha took her by the hand, and threw his keys at the valet parker.
"Stop staring at my girlfriend's ass and park the damn car. I better not see a scratch." He barked at him, startling the young man into action. Snickering a bit, Inuyasha walked with Kagome to the entrance of the steakhouse. Kagome's attention quickly moved from Inuyasha, to the granite stone flooring, and the black metal and deep brown wood that decorated the restaurant. Chandeliers were the source of light, providing soft, low light. The volume of noise was low, the loudest thing was a low laugh in the back of the restaurant. Inuyasha's voice broke her trance, "Hi. Here for a reservation, under the name Inuyasha Takahashi. For two people." Kagome's eyes trailed to the maître d'; who's cheeks were flushed crimson at the sight of Inuyasha, and his voice. She mentally rolled her eyes. Calm down girl, she thought to herself, he isn't that special.
After a few moments, they were approached by a waitress, that greeted them and guided them to their table. As they walked, some people stared at the two. Perhaps mainly because it's not every day that one sees a half demon that looks so much like a demon and a human at the same time. Kagome felt slightly uncomfortable by the richness that surrounded them. It was out of her comfort. She spent her days making coffee for people like the ones who were around them, enjoying a meal. She never once imagined that she might have a meal at a place like this. Or rather, she did, just never this early on in her life. She smiled across the table at Inuyasha, as she placed her purse down next to her feet. "This place is nice." She said quietly, watching as Inuyasha observed their surroundings, the ears atop his head flickered slightly, and then perked up at the sound of her voice, pointing in her direction. God, those ears are adorable!
"Yeah," Inuyasha breathed, turning his attentions back to Kagome. "Miroku's good at picking place." Inuyasha muttered, and shook his head as his hand rested on the leather cover of the menu. "Probably because he spends all his time trying to woo girls into bed. The damned lech." He added, opening the menu. Kagome giggled across from him, making Inuyasha let out a small laugh as well.
"Miroku is kind of a lecher." Kagome agreed as she flipped through the menu as well. "He's always looking for someone new-"
"To ask to bare his children!" It was a moment that caught them both by surprise, as they stared at one another in the dimly lit restaurant, a candle burning between them, flickering at the slightest gust of wind. Inuyasha dragged a thumb across his bottom lip, and looked away. "Right." he laughed softly, "he-um, he does that a lot. Since we were teenagers." Kagome found the sudden submissive side of Inuyasha amusing, as he was often the last to back down from any situation. Her head tilted as she rested it on the back of her hands, smiling at her 'date'.
"Really? You've known each other since you were teenagers?" Kagome asked, before Inuyasha could respond, the waitress came and asked what they would like to drink. "Wine," Kagome responded politely, "is it possible to have a bottle of red wine brought to us?" Kagome added, glancing at Inuyasha, who seemed interested in the response of the waitress. The waitress glanced between the two, and nodded her head, leaving. "What were you saying?" She asked Inuyasha, as she turned her attention to the menu. Inuyasha smirked at the girl.
"Well, Miroku and I have been friends since primary school actually." He clarified, taking a sip of the cold glass of water in front of him. "I think I hit him in the head with a kickball..." His voice trailed off as he furrowed his eyebrows, trying to remember how it was that he met his Fidus Achates. "Yes, I think that's right. I hit him in the head with a kickball, accidently, of course." There was a pause, as Kagome arched an eyebrow at Inuyasha. He rolled his eyes, "Okay. Maybe not accidentally, per se. He was loud and annoying...I figured the ball would help quiet him." He chuckled at the memory.
Kagome smiled at Inuyasha. "Oh, so you've always been an asshole," she resolved, "what a relief." The waitress arrived with the bottle of red wine, and two wine glasses. She set them down on the table, and filled them.
"Do you need more time?" The waitress asked. Kagome's eyes broke away from the wine glass, and shifted to Inuyasha who looked up at the waitress. She trailed over his jawline, and settled on his fangs as he talked, she felt blood rush to her cheeks and her eyes widened as she adverted her gaze to the menu. "How about you, miss?" The waitress asked Kagome, her hands behind her back as she waited her order.
"Um," Kagome stuttered, looking down at the menu. Fuck! She thought, her eyes racing around the menu, Damn him! "I'll have what he's having." Kagome said, looking up from the menu and smiling at the waitress, she handed her the menu. Inuyasha also handed her the menu, and the waitress scurried off to the kitchen.
"You wanted to get to know me, right?" Inuyasha asked, swirling the wine in his glass before taking a sip. He set down the glass, and licked his lips, squinted at Kagome a little. "Well..." He said lowly, leaning forward. He set his elbows on the table, and clasped his hands together under his chin. "My name is Inuyasha Takahashi. I'm twenty-three years old. I was born and raised in the Osaka Prefecture of Japan. I'm a world champion UFC fighter. I'm a half-demon, my favorite color is red. My favorite song is Crew by Gold link. I live alone." He quickly rattled off a list of facts that Kagome could have easily looked up about him online. Kagome sighed as she took a sip of the wine. "What?" Inuyasha asked, annoyed.
"I could find that out on my phone, Inuyasha." Kagome responded dryly, shifting her gaze upward as she drank. Inuyasha rolled his eyes at her. "What have you been arrested for? Why did you do it?" She asked, boldly, yet lowly. There was mischief and intrigue in her eyes. Inuyasha stared her down, waiting for her gaze to falter, she was bound to give in eventually. Her gaze didn't falter, if anything, it seemed to grow more intrigued.
This woman, Inuyasha thought to himself, biting his bottom lip, she doesn't back down easily. Inuyasha shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes trailing down her face to the necklace around her neck, with the small golden 'K' that rested between her collar bones, the softness of her skin intrigued him as his eyes trailed back up to meet hers. He smirked at her, a fang popping out, poking his bottom lip. "Juvenile or adult?" He asked, his voice taking on a lower tone. "'Cause it's extensive, baby girl." He added, tilting his head slightly.
Kagome smirked at the half-demon, "let's start with juvenile." She heard a growl scratch its way out of Inuyasha's throat, as he sat back in his seat. She took another sip of her wine. "What was Inuyasha Takahashi doing back then to land him in jail, hm?" She questioned coyly, resting the side of her face in the palm of her hand. There was second, a fleeting moment, in which she saw Inuyasha clench his jaw.
"A lot." Inuyasha breathed, running a hand through his long silver hair. He focused on his split ends for a moment, before looking back up at Kagome. "Robbery, vandalism, I was in a street gang for a little bit. Possession of drugs, scamming..." He trailed off as he thought for a second, "fighting, hitting teachers...I hit my dad." The man sighed heavily. I've done a lot of fucked up shit, Kagome.
Kagome nodded, "Oh wow. I'm sorry to hear that." She said softly, reaching across the table and putting a hand on Inuyasha's. Inuyasha glanced down, and pulled his hand away slowly. "Sorry." Kagome said quickly, retrieving her hand. "It's just that...when juveniles commit crimes, people are so quick to judge..." she said, looking down at the table as she furrowed her eyebrows. Inuyasha snorted, looking away from Kagome.
"Look, you wanted to know, so I told you." He said bitterly, folding his arms. "I didn't tell you for your sympathy." He added, looking at Kagome through narrowed eyes. "What else do you want to know about me so much? Everything you need to know about me you know already." He looked around himself, and then leaned into the table. In a low, hushed tone he said, "you weren't hired to feel bad for me. You were hired to boost my image. You don't need to know my sob story, or lack thereof. All you need to know is my name. My age. Where I live. What I do for a living. That's all."
Kagome looked up from the table, slighted by his comment. Inuyasha cleared his throat. "Look, the food is coming." He announced, trying to change the subject.
"Oh, really?" Kagome asked, feigning to match his excitement at the sight of the food. "That's great. I'm starving."