Ivana Bennett sat on the swing chair outside, gazed at the scenery for a while, had two grapes, but still did not see Lucas Walker appear.
She looked up towards the door, both curious and slightly worried.
This was technically Lucas Walker's first time cooking, and she wondered what he would make for her.
Could that guy... really pull it off?!
Ivana reached for another grape, then put it back on the plate and stood up. She tiptoed into the house.
It was her first time here, and before familiarizing herself with the room's layout, she searched around to find a napkin, then followed the trail to the kitchen.
The kitchen door was closed tight. She carefully put her face up to the glass window on the door, peering inside.
Inside the door.
Lucas Walker had a white apron on him and was standing in front of a frying pan, holding a spatula, and kept glancing towards the stove top.
From her angle, she couldn't see what was on the stove top, so she quietly shifted her viewpoint.
