Dessert is served.

"Do you have room for dessert?" you ask the girls.

"I'll make room," Jen replies, unbuttoning her shorts.

Everyone laughs.

"I'll be right back," you say and stand up.

"Do you need a hand?" offers Lisa.

"No, it's okay," you smile back and head to the kitchen.

"What are those?" Alice asks when you return with a tray of Chinese pastries and buns.

"Sara and Lisa picked these up," you answer.

"These are egg tarts," Lisa points out, "and these are pineapple buns. Try them!"

"They're eggs?" Sara wonders, sniffing one of the tarts.

"Custard actually," Sara chimes in and smirks at Lisa, proud of her knowledge of Chinese pastries. "The pineapple buns don't actually contain pineapple but the name refers to the look of the top of the bun, which resembles the texture of a pineapple. It's just sugary top crust."

"Mmmm," Alice smiles after trying a bun. "Thanks girls!"

"You're welcome!" Lisa smiles back.

"It was my idea, by the way," Sara mumbles.

"So what are you going to cook for us tomorrow night, Mark?" Jen asks after wolfing down her tart. She seem to be ignorant or doesn't care about the tension Sara seem to be having with your neighbor.

"I'll think about it," you reply, glancing over at Sara hoping she doesn't have a temper gingers are known to have. "How about some wine, girls?"