When she was seated at the table, she picked up her cutlery and slowly began her breakfast. She savored her meal carefully and ate at a very slow pace, one small bite every half minute and she did not hesitate to converse with her companion during her meal, though always with her mouth empty, never full.
"Apparently, reliable contacts in the pharmaceutical industry are necessary for the local celebrities, especially the younger ones like myself. Custom-made stimulant cocktails, cosmetic plastic surgery or gene therapy always come in handy, am I correct?"
Although there was a hint of irony in her voice, she kept her expression surprisingly serious as she practiced her acting skills.
"As a man in the pharmaceutical industry, what would you recommend - a new nose, lips or something else entirely? I am afraid that my music career awaits an improvement of my image."
She asked him a question in her typical, melodic speech as she feigned a different accent and sipped lightly from her cappuccino cup. She remembered to wipe her mouth of the milky foam with a napkin immediately afterwards.
