Flying To Vegas

All of the household help, including the Butler, was gossiping when the couple went downstairs to eat. Usually, they all hide behind a pillar and watch the couple being lovey-dovey with each other. 

Jeff was gazing lovingly at his wife as he helped her descend from the stairs. He couldn't be more careful. He was treating his wife like precious porcelain, afraid that she would break.

The chef proudly served the dinuguan like it's his specialty. "Bon appetit" Bows to the couple, then retreated to his domain.

Jeff was brightly smiling while taking out the skin of the 'balut' for his wife. They have vinegar and salt ready for garnish. Ann was eating it with gusto; she's on her third balut already and second helpings of dinuguan.

"Ummm! So delicious, I can't believe that your 3-star Michelin chef can cook dinuguan. Hahaha!" Ann was beaming with delight.