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“How come I never heard of it?” I asked, reclining a little on my seat. Eyeing her that I never heard of the place from her. We share a lot of our stories with each other, sometimes there are parts we forget to put in detail. But we always keep it true. She might have told me eating black bean noodles last week but not in this detail.

“B-because you.. ahm.. have an elegant palate than mine. You prefer to dine in exclusive restaurants.” A ‘proper lady' does not stutter.

“Babe, try again.” She knows better than that excuse.