"Italian espresso, meant to sober you up."
Ramos pointed at the food cart and said, "Since you've been drinking, I thought you'd not want anything too greasy, so I got cod and some soft bread for the main course, and borscht for soup, which is tangy and spicy to whet your appetite."
"Sergio, you're practically Albert II."
Huang Kaiwen sincerely remarked. Earlier he wasn't feeling hungry, but seeing what Ramos prepared, he immediately felt famished.
As Huang Kaiwen was about to dig in, he asked, "By the way, lunch was delivered by cart, why did you need to leave the room?"
"I forgot."
Ramos sheepishly scratched the back of his head.
Huang Kaiwen smiled and shook his head.
Good buddy doesn't have as good a memory as the old housekeeper.
He thoroughly enjoyed this meal.
Not because the food was particularly delicious.
But after eating, he broke out in a sweat, his headache subsided, and he no longer felt the hangover both inside and out.
