The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank nodded. "Of course. We don't have to make the trip either—I'll just ask Jouri to record a video."

Drunken Moon nodded. "Thanks!"

Alda then went up to her. "It's rare for you to visit, Your Excellency. Why don't you stay for dinner?"

Drunken Moon nodded again, not shy at all. "In that case, I shall take you up on your kind offer!"

As evening approached, Jada and Moxxi were suddenly getting competitive again, with the former making cucumber salad and the latter coleslaw.

Both were side dishes, so both were accusing each other of being copycats and insisted everyone tried both-the loser would have to do the dishes.

It was an awkward scene, as they were all friends who were they supposed to side with?

Talk about a rock and a hard place!

better?" Jada asked as she slid a spoonful of her salad and

Alda turned to

raised a brow. "Why are you looking at Mr. Frankton? Just be honest.

were being so competitive. And what if they actually felt

authority to lecture them as their superior. "Go out and make it a competition with others as a judge. Everyone here is stuck with everyone else, and who

that in mind too-was it

to

night, and everyone. was out to watch the fireworks. They beckoned at everyone passing by, calling

all free! Just rate it after you've had

get involved, there were those who enjoyed the vibe —and it was free on top of

hated taking the lead, a second soon

surprise, Jada

to the local style of cooking and won't favor

just won and seeing that Moxxi was overreacting,