Jane came home after an extra-long work day, looking forward to the idea that Maura may have cooked her a nice hearty meal. Instead she came home to find Maura and Angela sitting at the breakfast bar eating zoodles.
"What on earth are you eating?" Jane asked.
"Zoodles." Maura answered. "Angela and I are eating raw for the next week or so to detox." She explained. "Your portion is in the fridge for you."
"I'd rather not." Jane answered. "Do we have anything that isn't raw?" She asked, opening the fridge to find it packed with fruits and vegetables.
"No." Maura answered. "I thought you could do it with us too." She suggested.
"No. I am not doing a raw week or so with you Maura." Jane responded, making it clear that her opinion about this would not change.
"Jane it'll be good for you." Angela tried to persuade. Wishing her daughter would care more about her health.
"Ma. Raw food is not something I want to be living on." She said once more. "I'm going to order a takeout." She told them, before calling her favourite Chinese takeaway.
"Jane, did you know if your diets more than 51% cooked your body reacts to it as if it's being invaded by a foreign organism?" Maura asked.
"No Maura. I didn't know that. That's really quite fascinating." She said sarcastically.
"Jane. You really will feel a lot better if you eat more raw food."
"I feel fine enough Ma. I don't need raw food." She answered, getting slightly annoyed by how pushy they were both being.