“Your favourite meal, Vessy ?” Lawrence had an excited expression on his face. “What could it be, your favourite meal ?”
“Roast human, of course !” Vessy smiled at Lawrence, and she licked her lips. “What else ?”
All of a sudden, Jennifer’s facial expression had turned as white as chalk, and she looked as terrified as someone who had just seen a ghost in real life.
“Wh-wh-wh-what Vessy ??” Jennifer began to stutter. “Did you j-j-just say you aquired your big oven only because you need it to roast … men ?”
“Yeah, that’s exactly what I said.” Vessy enlightened her. “Jennifer ? Why do you look so terrified all of a sudden ?”