"Good morning, my friend." Lena greeted when she sighted Darian walking into the kitchen. He walked over to snatch a cup from the rack, turned some water, and swallowed alongside the pills in his palm. "You should respond to greetings from a friend, don't you know that?"
"I don't," Darian retorted.
Tina smiled and left the kitchen. She knew better than to interrupt their time together.
"Now you know, when a friend greets you, you are meant to respond to their greetings." She said, putting the chicken wings into a bowl. "Don't worry, go back to the dining room, I will serve your food soon." She backed him, mixing the stew she was making.
"Can I have coffee this morning? I am working from home today." He informed her.
"Why? Is there a problem at the office?" She asked.
"No, Lena. There
