Zuko sneered, thinking that the actors were terrible!
"Hey, what are you laughing at?" Melissa glared at him. "Is it funny? Be serious!"
Zuko looked at them with deep eyes as if he were looking at fools.
Melissa decided to take matters into her own hands since her husband was acting so timidly. She licked her lips and raised her voice to the maximum volume, enunciating each word clearly. "Now that you're staying in our house, we need to establish some rules for you! Do you have any objections?"
Zuko shook his head.
"The first rule is that you have no other place to sleep but the living room floor!"
Dave reminded her softly, "Mom, Lina just bought him a folding bed this morning. It's—"
"Forget about the folding bed!" Melissa shouted, "Sleeping on the floor means sleeping on the floor!"
Zuko made a soft snort from his nose. He did not care where he slept, but he was surprised that Lina had bought him a folding bed. He followed Dave's gaze and looked over to the corner of the room where a folding bed stood, plain military green in color, with a bed sheet neatly put on it.
There was an indescribable expression on Zuko's face.
"Secondly!" Melissa continued to say, "We don't eat much in our family, you know? So, I won't be cooking a lot! If you can eat, eat. If you can't, go out and eat on your own. No one will stop you!"
Zuko looked at her. Did she mean not to waste their food?
He found it amusing and continued listening as she went on with the third, fourth, and fifth points.
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