"These dried mushrooms don't look… very delicious." Rozanne looks at the bag of dried mushrooms in my hand seriously for a few seconds before replying hesitantly.
It's obvious that she's a little embarrassed to say that the mushroom looks dry and black—it causes alarms to go off, and it can hardly whet up an appetite. After all, I'd offered it out of kind intentions.
Hehe… I take this opportunity to change the topic.
"What's your drink called?"
Rozanne immediately turns around and picks up the beverage bottle on the table. She says with a smile, "This is it! The design looks cool, right?"
The beverage bottle has a streamlined design with a footprint theme. The name is:
"Reporter."
That's different from mine… I politely compliment, "Looks good."
Rozanne twists the cap that has been opened a long time ago as if she's preparing to take a sip.
