Risa let out a soft sigh and leans closer to him,in a sweet embrace patting his back gentle and breathing heavier near his ear."I..never liked this job.Really,I feel like I need a small break." said to him with a small pause,as then she got up to walk back into the kitchen,got out the chicken fromt he oven and started to prepare the pastas and the sauce.<br/>"Mark..just asked me to marry him or he will take care of you.SO he said,after..almost strangulated my hand."continued Risa with a faint smile,and put the food on the plates.<br/><br/>"he..has become to possessive.It's making this to hard,he is me friend..yes,but..if I leave this job,he might even freak out and kill himself."said again and sat down with the food on the small table,made a sign for him to come there."Come on.,let's eat.It will cool of to much.." while she sat down the chair and took a fork being lost a little in her own thoughts.