Tressa's mood lit up instantly at Daniel's words. Her shoulders relaxed, her eyes widening as the memory of the flavor returned, rich and tempting.
"Seriously, you can make it?" Tressa asked with a surprised expression.
Daniel nodded, smiling. "Yes, Aunt. I can make as much as you want… but I need ingredients and some kitchen items."
*Glup-Thud*
Tressa gulped down the rest of her half-filled glass of milk and set it on the table excitedly.
"Then, why are we sitting here. Let's move Daniel," Tressa said eagerly.
Just then, the waiter arrived with the biscuits wrapped in paper.
"Here's your biscuits, Sir." the waiter said warmly.
Daniel accepted the biscuits and asked, "How much is the total?"
"It's two silver, sir," the waiter replied.
As Daniel reached for his coins, Tressa stepped in and placed four silver on the counter, paying for both of them. The waiter accepted the payment with a nod and walked away.
