Ben leaned close to Lissa and suggested something: “Lissa darling, tomorrow would you price out a catering company in the wolf community that would be willing to cater big parties like this so that all the kitchen staff, including Marley and her assistant, get the night off. The caveat is that they need to consult Marley on the food, as she knows us all the best and we do not want to mess with the woman who feeds us day in and day out.”
Lissa laughed, “Yes, I think that’s a great idea. I’ll take care of it myself. You’re right when you say you don’t want to bite the hand that feeds you. She could poison us, and we wouldn’t even know it.” Lissa finished with a wink and a bite of her cookie. Ben looked at her, horrified that she’d even joke like that. Which in turn made her laugh harder. A
