Fuck!

"Why do you want me to pack lunch for you?" Esmeralda asked. "I'm a celebrity. What if someone recognised me here?" 

Ivy shrugged. "So, what? I saw a couple of celebrities roaming here and there. They will just assume that you are having a normal day. Moreover, you look absolutely gorgeous today and should not you let the world notice your dazzling beauty?"

Ivy knew what kind of words she had to use to get the desired result. Moreover, she had her big sister wrapped around her little finger. She knew that her big sister would bring the world to her feet if she asked. 

"My little Satan, you used way too many sweet adjectives for me today, "Esmeralda said with a narrowed gaze. "Tell me, what Satanic plan is cooking up in your mind?" 

Ivy looked at her with a blank face. "I don't know what you are talking about. I came after signing such a big project and my sister refuses to buy me lunch. I just feel sad." 

"Hah, drama queen, "Esmeralda sighed. "You know that's my job."