Smart Woman

"SO WHATS THIS GAME CALLED? Who Wants to Be the Next Corpse?"

What Alberta said made Margaux briefly pause from sipping her coffee. Shifting her attention to the older woman occupying the main seat of their table, she frowned, then turned to the man who was silently eating breakfast across from her.

Romes calmness about the situation was unnerving. How could he act so casually while Alberta was pulverizing them both?

Margaux raised an eyebrow and stared at him even more sternly. It was never in her wildest expectations that Rome would suddenly look up at her and catch her glaring at him.

'Shit!' She quickly bowed her head and went back to drinking her coffee. Then, covering the embarrassment that made her blush, she straightened her back and continued eating her meal.

"What’s wrong with you two?!"

Margaux’s and Rome’s plates shook when Alberta hit the table with her hand. And as if it wasn’t enough, the old woman began banging the table successively, causing their utensils to dance t