"You'll get over it, Popeyes - the restaurant is too tasty not to forgive them." Deeta smirked and sipped on the beer. She was having a good time and meal time was one of the easiest times with Peter. While she was certainly the master, and had been okay asking him to tidy up and run errands, she still enjoyed some quiet time.
There was a yard outback, Deeta imagined for a moment leaving Peter out there overnight and chuckled to herself a moment, drinking again from the alcoholic beverage. She was small, and was more than okay with feeling good. Picking up another wing, she batted her eyelashes at him and quipped sarcastically, "If you're good I won't have to starve you at all. But the place does look lovely. Did you spend all day cleaning?"