Mediterranean Food Page #2

- F***, the cops.

Idiot.

- Calm down, they are my friends.

- Not mine. Give me the keys.

- It's your father.

- I don't have a father. The keys.

- Get off the car.

- What?

Get off, I don't want trouble.

You, a**hole,

help me get her off.

- I don't want to!

- Come one, get off the car, I said.

You liar, you said

you'd take me to your place.

Don't touch me!

Son of a b*tch, liar!

You chickenshit!

Hit him, hit him!

Let me go!

Hi, Frank.

When are you buying me lunch?

Let me go!

- Stop minding my business!

- I care about you.

Why?

Toni, come here.

No, you stay there.

He asked us to stop here.

Lend him some clothes.

We found him

at the station restroom,

naked and tied to a radiator.

- What happened, Ramon?

- Hi, Toni.

Don't let Sofia see me.

An omelet, not too cooked.

My grandfather is out of service for a

month because of a pneumonia

My mum switches maths

and geography for stoves.

- A Spanish omelet for four!

- OK!

Dishes are now cooked

with a new ingredient:

Passion.

Hooray for Sofia!

The younger quickly fall

in love with Sofia's cookery.

In short, even older people

fall for Sofia.

My grandmother smells business

and finds recipes everywhere.

Two years later,

the restaurant where Frank works

is no longer the best.

But Toni is the best

real estate agent in the area.

And he's the most fervent lover

in the Mediterranean.

Frank tries Sofias dishes

and knows he found the treasure map.

Here's to my friends

Loren and Ramon,

who decided to join their lives

Hooray for Sofia

and her mum, Loren!

Why are you here?

You once asked me for a job.

I have one now.

Do you'?

I want you to work for me.

I just work for myself.

I'll be the maitre

at a four star hotel.

The chef is interesting

and I talked to him about you.

I've been spying on you, I can make

something important out of you.

Can you?

I can make you a great cook.

Isn't this a job for men?

This place is too small for you.

I don't want to be a great cook.

- What, then?

- I want to be the best.

You won't make it without help.

- And that would be you.

- Yes, me.

Lucky you, I'm here.

Come with me.

You won't walk out on me again

on a gas station. Understood?

Calm down.

I'm not offering again.

- Fine.

- Fine.

Here.

Toni...

I wanted to give it to you later,

but I can't wait.

Oh, Toni.

Toni, it's too much.

How much was this?

Let's announce it now,

- in front of everyone.

- You're crazy, Toni, my love,

I can't marry and have children now.

Not now, someday.

I don't know if I want to marry you.

Why not?

We do everything together,

it's as if we were married.

I don't know if I'm ready,

if I'm giving enough.

You make me happy, you feed me,

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