"Alright." Lewis picked up the spoon and ate some lasagna. "Wendy's cooking is not bad." He praised her sincerely. "Everything is well cooked but not mushy. It's better than the one you made last time."

Last time during the steak dinner, Larissa had made some lasagna too. But she did not do it well and the dish turned mushy. A light poke with a fork destroyed it very easily.

Lewis took another mouthful of lasagna before he remembered. "Help me thank her."

Larissa was not happy due to Lewis' p