After a brief silence, Joanne finally spoke up.

“They don't taste like the ones I had when I was young...

The ones I had when I was young were very sweet.

But this isn't that sweet.

It's a bit sour, but ...

There's a sweet aftertaste." "Ha, ha, ha! That's great.

Well, it's bad if the s'mores pops are just sweet.

I like them sour and sweet.

It's more challenging." Renee made some meaningful comments, and started having one s'mores pop too.

"Mm... It's good! I've got to say that Quinton cooks well.

I feel like getting him into catering." Renee had never tasted such delicious s'mores pops.

She had a few of them at one go, and smugly started talking about Quinton again.

1 But Joanne was no longer that repulsed.

She even chimed in, " Yeah, you're right.

He's good at cooking.

was always the one who cooked when we were

her breath for fear that Joanne might regain her wits and start hating

could tell from Joanne's expression and reaction that

I'll make him cook from now on..." Renee grabbed the chance

to eat tonight? Just

make him cook." "Anything." Joanne forced a smile,

taking care of

which I hadn't had

don't want to leave." "Just stay here if

got many rooms

The more, the merrier.

glad, even if I'm just thinking of

Renee was happy to see the change

would be room to turn things around as long as she

not have

let's not disturb

such

rest." Margaret checked the time, and

just escaped death and was

only heal

room, they breathed a sigh of

"Ms.

lady is very

weakened to a

here to

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