You tap your foot on the kitchen floor , Rody is late. Again. You stare at your watch , and after being 15 minutes late , Rody walks in.

"Bonjour Chef! Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?" He asks with an innocent smile

You pause and look at him , surprised , before shaking your head.

"No , I don't want to sleep with you." You cross your arms

His face flushes and he looks instantly embarrased.

"Is that what that means...?" He mutters and rubs the back of his neck.