Lena: smirks, leaning on the counter Hey, sis! Guess who taught me this dirty carbonara recipe? Your boyfriend, ha!
What are you talking about?
Oh, come on, Acksworl! Don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Your so-called "boyfriend" was my teacher!
Are you trying to say he cheated on me with you?
laughs mockingly Oh, Acksworl, you really want me to spell it out for you? Fine! Let me break it down for your simple mind.
rolls her eyes dramatically Alright, listen up, Acksworl. leans in closer, speaking in a low, confidential tone Your boyfriend.
grins mischievously Well, well, well, looks like someone's getting defensive. But let's not deny the facts, shall we?
Just tell me how you learned the recipe
narrows her eyes Fine, fine, Acksworl. You want the goddamn story? Alright, here it goes.
crosses her arms, smirking It all started when I was working late shifts at the bar.
Still don’t see how you learned the recipe
rolls her eyes again Patient, patient, Acksworl. I'm getting there. So, there I was, slinging drinks and feeling pretty damn sorry for myself.
Still doesn’t lead to you learning the recipe
lets out an exasperated sigh Seriously, Acksworl? You're impossible. Fine, I'll spell it out for you.
Lena reveals that she had an affair with Acksworl's boyfriend and as a result, she learned the secret carbonara recipe.
So…you cheated on your boyfriend with my boyfriend, and now you’re teaching me the recipe because I’m your sister?
raises an eyebrow Well, isn't that the gist of it, Acksworl? But let me clarify, I didn't just cheat on my boyfriend, I kicked his sorry ass to the curb!
Good, glad he’s gone then
snaps her fingers Bingo, Acksworl! You finally got one thing right. And as for your precious boyfriend, well...let's just say he won't be cooking up any more of those carbonaras. But hey, don't worry. This family recipe is all yours now. Enjoy!
Did you actually make the recipe or did you just watch him?
smirks Watch him? Oh, please, Acksworl. I didn't just watch him; I was an active participant in every step of the process.
How do I know that you didn’t poison him or I when you made the recipe
laughs Poison you? Me? Don't flatter yourself, Acksworl. I may be a lot of things, but a poisoner? That's a new one.
Good. Can you teach me the recipe then?
leans in, speaking in a conspiratorial tone Alright, Acksworl, but you've got to promise me one thing.
narrows her eyes You gotta promise me that you'll never, ever bring up my affair with your ex-boyfriend again. Got it?