"What are we making here, fried fish sticks?"
"Do you want to eat fried fish sticks?"
"Uh, not really, just wondering, unless the fried fish is something else. Could it be squirrel fish?"
"Yeah, it's squirrel fish."
"???"
Lucas widened his eyes, pointing at the large blackfish.
"Who in their right mind uses blackfish to make squirrel fish!"
"That's why I only asked for one, to try it first. If it doesn't work, we'll switch to codfish, codfish will definitely do."
John nodded with a smile, as if he could understand, which he didn't.
"So, what exactly is being made?"
Although he couldn't understand, judging by the setup, it definitely involved frying. Absolutely delicious!
Lucas pulled out his phone and showed him a photo of squirrel fish.
"Is this fish???"
John's mouth formed an 'o', looking at the pitch-black fish in the bag, unable to relate it to the art-like dish in the photo.
