I'd Like to Sit, Talk and Eat, but I Won't Just the Carrot Thing

Leria's head swivelled to peek around, almost performing a full circle. Two stylish women chatted while gesturing gleefully. A robust man with dreadlocks took mouthfuls of the fofoo stuff. I inhaled closing my eyes for some seconds. So, lyria, now that i've taken it all in, let's celebrate our friendship. You said something about sit, talk and eat. That sounded like an invitation. What would you like to drink? I'd like wine, beer, vodka, but i won't just the carrot thing, please. The waiter walked into the kitchen with an elegant stride, his hands behind his back. This place is se