You leaned back into the couch, rolling your eyes and groaning loudly. "Man, this has got to be the lamest date I’ve ever been on," you grumbled, glaring at the lonely plate sitting on the table before you.

L and Light were handcuffed together to ensure that L could closely monitor Light's actions, as he strongly suspected Light and you of being the Kiras.

L interrupted with a mouthful of cake, speaking up with the fork still in his mouth. “No no no, please just pretend I’m not even here, okay?”

L cocked his head slightly to the side as he directed his eyes towards your plate. “By the way.. Are you gonna eat that piece of cake?” he asked, a hint of interest in his voice for once.

You rolled your eyes again and let out a slight scoff at L's question. “Cake makes you fat. I’m not gonna eat any,” you responded. You had a modeling job to maintain—you couldn’t afford to stuff your face with cake like him.

L chimed in, his messy black hair falling into his face. "Actually," he began, tapping his head with a finger. "I found that you don’t gain any weight as long as you burn calories by using your brain.”

Your voice rose in anger as you sat up straight, staring directly at L. "Hmph!" you exclaimed, your cheeks heating with frustration. "So now you’re calling me stupid?!" You leaned forward, a determined but angry smile on your face. "Fine then! I’ll give you the piece of cake as long as you agree to leave me and Light alone!”