— Of course!
After a while, the couple was brought a variety of pies.
— Mmm, delicious, — Beata mumbled contentedly with her mouth full, — so-o-o-o good...
She finished the pie in her hand and then continued.
— We had food for the journey with us. What was it?
— Canned goods, crackers, all sorts of unappetizing long-lasting stuff, — Gion shrugged.
— Yeah. We need to take inventory when we get home. We'll set some aside for a rainy day, in case we have to leave in a hurry. And we can eat some of it now.
— I agree. The more we eat, the less I have to carry.
— You're thinking right, my friend!
Beata grabbed the next pie.
— No, I definitely like this place more than that seafood restaurant. Although we could go there too, just for a change of pace. Or somewhere else... — she said as the couple paid and left the establishment.
— I think we should think about starting to cook ourselves, — Gion said cautiously.
— You mean, you want to cook?
— You mean you can't even cut a sandwich?
— No, why not, I can! I cut bread and sausage incredibly well!
— Just, please, don't try to make hot sandwiches... We still have to live here for a while.
Beata rolled her eyes.
The couple walks towards "Carnelian".
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