Larry The Lobster Mga Nobela at Kwento

I said, "Especially when you brought the notebook with you?" "Exactly," he replied, feeding me some lobster meat. It was tender, succulent, and slightly tangy. The lobster was fresh. "Why does it have a hint of sourness?" I asked. "That's lemon. It's a specialty here," he replied, looking at me, "Do you like it?" "Yes. It's so fresh and tender!" I praised, then asked seriously, "Aren't you afraid they might detain us?" "Are you afraid?" he countered.

Jasper pushed Larry aside and strode toward Destiny Restaurant. Although Larry's family was pretty much on par with that of Jasper's, the latter was the cream of the crop among the wealthy heirs of Steinberg. He had been a martial arts champion from childhood to university and had even been the kickboxing champion of the entire state three times consecutively. Even 100 Larrys would not be a match for Jasper. Larry sneered as he watched Jasper walk off. Baldie threw away the cigarette stub in his hand and asked, "Mr. Larry, are we doing it tonight?"