(Roberto being a doctor for minutes)

The kettle on the gas cooker whistled and Martina hurriedly carried it out of the fire. She turned off the gas cooker and poured the boiling water into two glass bowls. One for her and the other for Roberto. She threw the raw noodles into them and stained them carefully. Roberto stood at the door and watched her cook. “So this is how you make your noodles?” He asked, and Martina turned to look at him. She smiled widely and bounced her head. “Yes, I sieve the water and then mix with it the spices afterward. Then, I decorated it with steamed Vegetables,” She explained, and he raised his brows. “Sounds delicious,” He responded, making her giggle. “Trust me, you are not going to regret it,” She assured. He nodded and walked away from the kitchen door. Martina faced what she was cooking, and went on sieving the noodles.

She heard someone enter the kitchen again, and she turned back to see it was Vincenzo. “Hey,” She said, smiling widely. “Hi,” His response was quite cold and this got h