Chapter 37

"I can't wait" I drooled a little.

"Wipe your drool"

"You went all out"

"I decided to do so for Jason's aunt who has been in Arabia for four months, she would have forgotten the taste of good American food"

"Please, there are American restaurants in the Arabs. Don't make them sound like a place cut off from the rest of the world"

"Mu'āpha karanā"

(Sorry)

"Nahīṁ li'ā gi'ā"

(Not taken)

"Speak English" I growled at them.

Pérez prepared dinner without my help, he said he wanted to surprise me.

When he dropped the dishes at the table, I had to swallow.

"What do you think huh?" He asked me.

"You're a world class chef"

I stretched my fork but Jason hit his glass gently with his fork to get my attention.

"Velda tastes first"

I dropped my fork.

Great, there goes my appetite.

Velda forked a piece of fried shrimp and dipped in into black pepper sauce.