"Why wouldn't we? Of course we should go!"
Before Jasper could even get a word out, Old Mr. Blackwell had already jumped in.
He'd been stressing over what to eat for lunch—nothing from The Rusty Spoon recently had sparked his appetite. Especially after having Claire's cooking these past two days… anything else just tasted like cardboard in comparison.
So the moment Victor suggested it, Old Mr. Blackwell was all for it, almost ready to throw in his feet as well as his hands in support.
Once someone like him spoke up, the rest naturally followed suit—no one was going to argue.
Jasper had no objections either. If anything, he was thrilled at the idea of eating more of his senior sister's food. Still, he kept up appearances. "Depends on whether Claire's up for it. I'm onboard
