"It's okay. My parents and I have never seen eye to eye, so the falling out was inevitable.* She was grateful that he wasn't pushing the subject. "You can bring whatever you want." She said with a soft smile.
"Whatever I want? Okay, well, I'll hold you to that. Don't want to hear any complaints if I show up with a rack of ribs and a side of goulash.." Andrés warned jokingly, before breaking into a short laugh. "What about you? Are you cookin' anything?"
"Yes. Whatever you want." She laughed along with him. "Maybe, maybe not. You'll just have to by and see for yourself." She winked mischievously.














