''My family is in this city. If I want homemade meals, I can go home. It's just a hour drive from my apartment. Also, you making me a homemade meal? No, I don't trust you culinary skills. It's better not to try and end up at the ER''
''I promise my culinary skills are topnotch. You won't regret it'' Johanna held his hand when he turned to go in.
''I said no. They recently came up with a dish. My mom recommended it so I want to try it''
''Why did your mom have to recommend a dish at this time?' Johanna muttered and forced a smile.
''Let's go'' Desmond held her hand and walked inside smiling. When they entered they met Ozge and Ferit coming out of the restaurant.
''Dr. Ozge?'' Johanna saw Ozge first.
Ozge had a look of surprise when she saw them. She turned to look at Desmond with a questionable gaze.