The color of your lips

''Mm, let me see… ''

''Uh? Are you thinking about it? A while ago, you wanted to make me a meal so badly but now you want to think about it? ''

Her eyes widened;

Nicklaus grinned; ''Oh well, now I know you love my meals so much, my services are no longer free. ''

Tiana's lips fell open; ''you are not serious now! '' she exclaimed but remembering how chicken pizza would feel against her tongue and the fact that he would make it himself, she sighed;

''Alright, what do you want? ''

''Now that's better. '' Nicklaus smirked, and Tiana glared at him.

''First let's eat; you don't want our meal getting cold do you? '' He smirked as poured some wine into a glass then passed it to her before serving himself.

Tiana was itching to know what he wanted but Nicklaus did not speak until they had finished eating and where sitting in the parlor watching the daily news.