That was what he thought, but out of respect for his elders, Hector Donovan certainly couldn't just say it out loud.
"…Go on."
"Tonight, could we borrow your kitchen for a bit?"
Hector Donovan: ???
"Huh?" Hector thought he must have misheard. "Borrow our kitchen?"
Milton Lambert and the others exchanged a look, then said awkwardly, "Yes. To be honest, the places we're staying are pretty basic, so it's not very convenient for cooking. Especially those two—they just have one stove and a few bowls. They can probably only make noodles."
Milton Lambert pointed to Serena Taylor and Faye Collins, who immediately put on the simple smile of wage slaves crushed by reality.
Hector Donovan: "…"
