"I made Carbonara, one of Will's favorite dishes." Jasmine needed to make that note at the end that it was one of Will's favorite dishes, though the one thing she did not say was,<em>that I cook</em>which would have finished of her sentence. She wanted to be nice to Bree and to see that her brother was fine as he was. But that was still what she felt had to be said.<br/><br/>She then put the food onto three plates and then laid them out onto the table that had been setup with shiny silverware that was actually made of silver. It had been their grandmother's. But when she passed they traveled down to the siblings mother who kept them for awhile before entrusting them to his son who she felt would find much more value of them as well as much more use than she would have out of them.<br/><br/>Will attempted to lead her over to the table holding her hand to guide her into the chair to allow her to sit down, after he was done with that he would push her chair in for her. His chair was directly across hers, so that he could look at her and adore her in all kinds of ways. His Bree was something to be admired, and for the moment without Will's notice, he was not the only one admiring her for there was also Jasmine that was admiring every curve of her body, every millimeter of her exposed skin. All of it was just like Will had done thousands of times in secret.<br/><br/>Will said a quick grace and then began to dig into his meal.