Hanson held Vania's hand and went to the last spot as he thought, Negotiating a multimillion-dollar project is way easier than this.
'I can feel his anger seeping through the screen. Be very afraid, channel.'
'I can't believe he's still playing along. Professionalism 100.'
'Professionalism 42069.'
'He's a pro, alright. I'd have broken down if I were him.'
The couple had reached their last spot, and they needed to find chili this time.
Before they went inside, Vania said, "Hey, this is obviously two dishes—scrambled eggs with tomatoes and chili potato. Why did they split it into four places? Just to troll us?"
The viewers agreed. 'That's right. That's what they're doing.'
Hanson wasn't paying attention to that. He said calmly, "I'd like some meat, honey.'
However, the tone he used and the look in his eyes told Vania the 'meat' was her and nothing else. He's so pervy.
She shot him a look. "We don't even have enough ingredients for dinner." God, is that all he thinks about all day? Men are such a perv.
The viewers were embarrassed just from listening to them.
'That was sudden.'
'I can almost hear the hub's intro music playing in the background. Now, everyone knows you want to gobble Vania up.'
'Sir, this is a Wendy's.'
'Look at Vania. She's so calm. Bet she's used to it. Wonder if he says the same thing all the time in private. Not that we're complaining, though.'
Why is she glaring at me? Hanson scratched his nose, wondering why Vania was giving him a warning glare. I was just telling the truth. I want some meat. I came here without eating anything. No, wait. Oh, she's embarrassed. Right then, he did something surprising. He approached Vania and whispered into her ear.
The viewers couldn't hear what he said, but Vania was obviously blushing.
'I wanna hear what he said to her. Why is she turning so red?'
'Bet it's some pervy stuff, but we like it.'
Hanson did say something pervy. It was the same thing he said earlier. "I'd like some meat, honey. So, can you give me some of yours?"
She couldn't believe he would say that in public, and her face turned red. She knew nobody could hear that, but she still felt embarrassed nonetheless. Vania shoved him away like he was some foul beast and hissed, "Give me more nonsense and I'm not talking to you anymore."
And I'm going to toss him into the geese. He can eat geese.
The look in her eyes reminded him of the geese, and he rubbed the nape of his neck. It wasn't every day he felt a chill down his spine. Geese are scary.
'Oh, he looks scared. I wonder why.'
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