<span style="color: #FF80FF"> <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-align: center;">Lea Stevens</div></span></span> </span><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/036e0d3a-b28c-47ec-b858-0eaea6c67e4d.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF80FF"><div style="text-align: center;">"Jazz"</div></span></span></span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">"This is too big of a slice," </span>Lea said as she stared at the intimidating piece of cake Mamma Dino had brought her.<span style="color: #FF80FF">"There's no way I can eat all of it,"</span>she whispered so that the two owners would not hear her. The last thing Lea wanted was to insult two of her favorite people. Her stomach felt sick just looking at how big the slice was and her face was a bit pale, even with the makeup she had on. Lea had never eaten big portions of food to begin with, but since the start of her drug usage, she had started to eat even smaller portions. The slice of cake was even bigger than the largest portion she had been willing to eat before everything had happened.<br/><br/>Her eyes cut towards Mamma Dino and Dino as they bickered, her finely shaped brow cocked in slight amusement. She looked over to Carlos with a smirk,<span style="color: #FF80FF"> "You'd think they were married rather than mother and son...with the way they bicker, anyways."</span>She was quiet for a moment as she picked at her cake, feeling absolutely terrible for being unable to eat it. Usually Mamma Dino didn't cut her off such a big slice, knowing that Lea was hardly able to stomach it.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">"Do you think we'll ever be like that?"</span>she asked suddenly as she looked up from her cake. She hadn't realized the deeper meanings behind her words until she had said them, but she wasn't willing to take them back--she rather liked the idea of her and Carlos being together long enough to reach the comfort of constant, playful bickering. They hadn't argued very often when they worked together until towards the end and that had mostly been Lea's fault.<br/><br/>Mamma and Dino disappeared, their bickering fading into the background of the kitchen, and then some minutes later Dino had reappeared with the drinks in hand.<span style="font-style: italic">"I'm glad you are back, Carlos--Lea here has been a very sad lady, indeed,"</span>he said as he set Carlos' drink down. Lea looked away swiftly, embarrassed by Dino's words. He left though to attend some new customers who had walked in and Lea frowned as she picked up her cup.<span style="color: #FF80FF">"Am I that obvious?" </span>she mumbled to herself more than anyone else.