Quite a lot, but Danielle doesn't give you a chance

“No!” Danielle says, interrupting you. “We’ll stick to my plan,” she laughs. “It will take some time until the rest is finished, but I recorded that talking show that you like so much.”

“If there’s any way I can help…” you say as you stand up.

“Nope,” she says as she’s focusing on cooking again.

You turn on the TV again and you are just in time to see the last part of the game. You watch the last five minutes and then watch the recorded show. After half an hour Danielle tells you that dinner is almost finished and asks you to get back to the table. You do as she asks you and sit down. Danielle brings the plates to you and you’re surprised to see your favourite meal on them.

“How did you know…?” you stammer.

“I asked your mother,” Danielle answers. “How does it taste?”

You take a bite from the meal and the moment you taste it, all you can do is close your eyes and enjoy the taste. When you’ve finished your bite, you open your eyes again to see Danielle smiling.

“I guess that means it’s good?” she laughs.

“Perfect.”

“Even better than when your mom makes it?”

“Definitely.”

Danielle blushes but at the same time you can see the pride in her eyes. And rightly so. The soup was amazingly good, but this meal is the best you’ve ever had. During the time you eat you make small talk. You mostly talk about what the two of you did since you broke up. The answer is the same for you and Danielle: the two of you have watched a lot of movies and series. You probably both hide that you’ve been crying even more.

When the two of you are finished, you are filled to the limit. You stand up and pick up the plates but Danielle stops you.

“I insist,” you say.

Danielle lets you clean up and continues to sip on her wine. When you sit back down, Danielle looks more serious.