"What?" Yeats Howard's eyes lit up with excitement as he exclaimed, "There's golden thread fish to eat? Great, I'll definitely bring a big group of people to eat!"
"What are you guys talking about? Are we having chicken noodle soup for breakfast?" Adan entered the kitchen from outside, dressed in loose knit pants and a fluffy jacket. Seeing that the kitchen heating hadn't been turned on and it was chilly, she curiously asked while covering her ears.
"Yes, chicken noodle soup." Marcus Quinn smiled as soon as he heard her voice, walked over, saw her cutely covering her ears, and put her hat on for her, saying, "Yeats Howard is here to help us with store promotion."
"That's great, I've been looking for you." Adan's eyes lit up.
"You two head to the dining room first, I'll bring breakfast over shortly," Marcus Quinn said casually.
