Dorrie didn't like shrimp, and she made it known anytime you went to eat at restaurants since Jane often made her get some.

So here you all were. Jane and Dorrie sitting in a booth across from you and your little sister. Cierra, your little sister, was digging into her kids' meal as Dorrie was acting like a child, eyeing the shrimp Jane put on her plate.

D: "θα σε φάω ΠΛΑΣΜΑ..." She grumbled under her breath.