[center][h1][color=F7941D]Nicholas “Nic” Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F7941D]Location:[/color][/b] Nic’s Apartment - Chicago, IL
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“Please, call me Ren, but my day was good. [i]Qǐng màn yòng[/i].” My dad and I speak the Chinese phrase almost in sync before we grin at each other.

I put my right hand on Cass’ thigh. [color=F7941D]“It’s basically Mandarin for ’bon appétit’.”[/color] I say for her benefit. 

“How was your day? Nic said you two were going to Uncle Jerry’s - we went there so often when the kids were young… Well before we realized Nic here is lactose-intolerant.”

I have food in my mouth already so I can only give my dad a flat look so he doesn’t go into detail about how bad the intolerance was back then.

[hider=Translations] qǐng màn yòng (請慢用) = Bon appétit / Enjoy your meal [/hider]

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[center][h1][color=#9B111E]Nero[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#9B111E]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home - Chicago, IL
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[color=#9B111E]“Doesn’t she have a thing for him too?”[/color] I ask, swinging my legs as I finish the piece of lamb. Surprised by how tasty it was, I actually get up quickly to grab a plate for myself and bring it back to my seat next to Caden. 

My comment surprises Kiki. [color=fff79a]“She does?”[/color] She asks, looking at Caden with a little bit of surprise and shock.