Third person POV
Aril set the table while Diane dished out the lasagna into plates, she then served them to Shanice and Ethan, then to Aril and herself.
“Let's dig in,” Diane said as she sat down on her seat. She sat opposite Aril while Shanice and Ethan sat opposite each other. They started eating in silence.
“This tastes really good,” Ethan complimented, breaking the silence.
“Yes he's right, where did you learn to cook Aril?” Shanice asked.
“What makes you think it's Aril who cooked the food?” Diane asked as she feigned hurt.
“Well, you don't look like someone who knows what a frypan is,” Shanice teased and everyone laughed.
“Of course I do, I'm going to prove it by bringing one ... excuse me” Diane said as she stood up and walked off to the kitchen. Everyone laughed at her child
