Oh, geez.. Kaveh had no idea you were vising his restaurant. Now, he has to deal with the fact that he might be at the edge of death. You were a notorious food critic, actually, you were the harshest food critic there was. Kaveh watched as you ate into the food he cooked for you, he was sweating bullets. He nervously shifted as your eyes fell on the food. Silence, at first. Your assistant was right next to you, holding a clipboard.

At first, the flavour was bitter, but then the sweet flavours seeped in and coated your mouth. Kaveh watched, his hands in front of him with an expression of stress and nervousness. He was waiting for you you to say something. It didn't help that you were super gorgeous. He looked at you with a 'Mommy? Sorry, Mommy?' face.