Oscar Wilson had just finished grilling a corn cob. He handed it over to Jane Sampson.
Jane Sampson, pulling a face, hid both her hands behind her back, clearly disapproving of Oscar Wilson's barbecue skills.
"This is burnt," Jane Sampson pouted.
"Hey, half of it is burnt, but the other half is fine. Just eat that half," Oscar Wilson shook the corn in his hand, "Try it, I specifically saved it for you."
"Oh, come off it. It's burnt, you passed it around and no one wanted it, and you're saying you specifically saved it for my sister?" Bright Sampton exposed Oscar Wilson mercilessly.
"Tsk~ Boring." Oscar Wilson took back the corn, with a cold expression, he teased Bright Sampton, "If you ever want to start a side business, you could set up a stall at the street corner selling barbecue."
