"No." Evan Saint replied calmly, "My stomach hasn't been great in recent years."
"But you always go to bed early, wake up early, and have a regular diet..."
He gave her a slight glance and chuckled, "Are you implying you know me well?"
"You're overthinking." Sparkle Gold rolled her eyes at him.
Sean Saint glanced at his dad, then at Sparkle, but didn't expose them.
Dad's stomach is fine, he just can't handle spicy food. Grandma said that when dad ate spicy food as a kid, his stomach would hurt…
Dad's not telling the truth, he must be afraid that silly woman would blame herself.
Humph, Dad is just too nice!
Sean Saint was quite jealous; only good food could save him, so he insisted, "Pizza Hut!"
"Chubby, you have no say." Sparkle Gold glanced sideways at him, mercilessly knocking him down.
"Why?"
"Because you're chubby."
"Well, you're a silly woman!"
...
As the two started bickering again, Evan Saint rubbed his forehead helplessly.
What a pair of nemeses!
