After their brief encounter with Declan and Celina, Ruediger brought Lariette to a Thai restaurant for an early dinner. Outside the mall, the soft hues of amber and violet painted the sky as the sun dipped lower below the horizon.
The scent of jasmine rice and coconut milk infused the air, layered with hints of lemongrass, tamarind, grilled meats and bird's eye chilies. Lariette and Ruediger enjoyed their meal while chatting. No one brought up their short meeting with Declan earlier.
"You gonna forgo dessert this time, really?" Ruediger asked at the end of their meal. He wiped his lips using a napkin. His tongue was quite numb from the spice.
"I'm tempted, but," Lariette raised her brows, mischief flickering in her eyes, "A certain someone said he'd make s'mores tonight."
Ruediger chuckled, amused by Lariette's remark. He nodded twice, laughter still bubbling from his lips.
"No one can say no to s'mores."
Lariette hummed, "Especially not me."
