"But babies don't eat and laze around all day. Only piglets do that," Lucas declared with a teasing smirk.

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Beatrice approached them to check on the situation and asked Thalia to take a break. "You're our guest, Thalia. There's no need to trouble yourself with all this."

She did not have a knack for that, and her tortellini would not be able to hold together when cooked because they were practically falling apart.

Thalia felt a pang of embarrassment but persisted, "I can practice! Cooking is all about practice, right? Once I get the hang of it, I can cook them once I'm back in Molomia."

dimmed slightly when she heard that. Lucas noticed the change in her mood but could not discern the reason behind it, so he decided to mischievously smear some flour on her nose. "Go over there and rest, or you could help fetch some water for

to sit over in the living room? Well, you can fetch some of that water yourself!"

was secretly relieved that she continued

want to eat my tortellini? I've stuffed them to the brim, and each bite is loaded with all that

then I'll eat Grandma's or

have ours. Let him

embarrassment after they responded to Melody's remark but not hers. She could not comprehend Lucas's actions either, wondering why he stood so close to Melody and

the conversation, "You're pretty good at this, Lucas. You nailed them on the first try even though you piled them up with filling. Mine doesn't look nice at all. I still end up with some burst ones. It's not

"These aren't going to hold up when cooked. Go relax on

or not. Can they be cooked? If not, then the fillings will all

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