Or rather, Lucien in her white dress was the moonlight in Senor's heart!
Everything was going smoothly up until this point. However, they had just ordered their meal and were about to chat when an unexpected guest walked in.
"Well, well, Pica! You leave me starving and come out here to feast?"
"Even if I'm a distant relative, you can't treat me so differently, can you?"
Abel familiarly pulled out a chair and sat down, blatantly ignoring Senor's shocked expression.
He didn't mean to third-wheel, but Senor was just too much.
Being absent all day was one thing, which Abel could understand. He reckoned that by evening, Senor would have included him in some plans.
But the two went straight on a date, completely forgetting about him!
Indeed, once a man has a girlfriend, he forgets his 'family'.
Upset, Abel decided to join them for dinner.
A baffled Lucien gave Senor, who was about to speak, a glare, quickly explaining with a smile, "Pica told me earlier that he's been busy all day and hasn't eaten anything yet. He must've been too occupied to remember."
When Senor heard Lucien defending him, he instantly broke into a foolish grin, no longer minding Abel's third-wheeling.
No, what third-wheeling?
A self-aware, insightful third-wheel who could provide support was actually a wingman!
Well done, and welcome!
"Waiter, order!"
Senor immediately called out, smoothly stepping down from the issue and offering an apology in a gentlemanly manner, "I'm sorry for my oversight, feel free to order whatever you want."
"Oversight? More like you had no thoughts of me in your mind, all occupied by someone else."
Abel muttered this in a volume for all to hear, then started looking at the menu.
Upon hearing this, Lucien immediately turned to Senor, who was also looking at her.
With their mutual gaze, Lucien bashfully looked away.
Senor's face turned red, but he didn't counter Abel's words.
God, the sour smell of romance!
Abel suddenly felt full, even though he hadn't eaten anything. He was force-fed a mouthful of "dog food" (a Chinese internet slang term used to describe the public display of sweetness between couples).
Unfortunately, his gourmet cells didn't recognize "dog food", so he still needed to eat his meal.
Thus, Abel pointed out some bread on the menu to the waiter.
Seeing this out of the corner of his eye, Senor assumed Abel was trying to save him money, which was entirely unnecessary!
"Why the sudden change of heart, just ordering bread?"
Abel rolled his eyes at this, then told the waiter, "Nevermind that, bring me one of everything else."
"Eh? What?"
The waiter was taken aback, thinking she had misheard, and looked towards Senor, whom she believed could make a decision, for help.
Typical, when has this cheeky kid ever been polite!
Senor's mouth twitched a bit, but he still nodded, "Follow his order, this is your tip."
While opening the wallet, the waiter saw a thick stack of money inside, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as there was money to pay the bill, it didn't matter if it was one of everything, or ten of everything.
"Thank you, I will urge the kitchen to serve the dishes as soon as possible."
The waiter left with a cheerful face after receiving the tip, even thoughtfully switching them to a larger table, or else the dishes wouldn't fit when served.
Once the waiter left, Lucien hesitated before asking, "Isn't it too wasteful for just the three of us?"
Abel looked at her in surprise, "Ah? Didn't you order anything before I arrived?"
"Those were what I ordered for myself, you can still order your dishes now."
Abel kindly suggested.
Upon hearing this, Lucien was stunned!