Fritz keeps surprising me every time. I am sure he was tired from yesterday too. When did he even get the chance to cook all these? And Joe is right. All the dishes are tasty. You can’t nitpick anything. Everything is just great.
“Wow, my boy, when did you make all these? I saw you going back late last night carrying Nas. Did you even sleep?” Joe said.
Fritz is flushed right now. Everyone is looking at him, amazed by what he has done.
“Uh, yeah, I did sleep. I told Marge that I would like to help, so I slept right away. After carrying Anastasia to her room, I also settled into bed. I had a good rest, thanks to your very relaxing room.” Fritz smiled at Marge, then he looked at me and smirked.
What was that? Is he implying something with that statement and smirk? I watched him as he dran
