บท 151: Who is more important??

By the time Oliver reached his penthouse, his sister just finished her bath and came out on her wheelchair. 

"Thirty minutes. You took thirty minutes, brother." she said. 

"I had to come from the hospital, Nora. You became thin! Were you not eating properly there?" Oliver asked as he took a look at his sister's face. 

"I didn't have my brother to cook for me." Nora said, her eyes shining. 

"Yeah. My little sis couldn't shove me into her bag and take me there." Oliver said repeating a joke which Nora used before she went to London. 

Nora laughed. 

"Come, I will prepare all your favorite food. What do you want to eat? Mac and Cheese? Pancakes? Perhaps my signature dish?" Oliver asked, pushing her chair to the kitchen island. 

"You mean your burnt waffles when you said 'Signature dish'" Nora asked. 

"Hey, they aren't burnt." Oliver complained. 

"Really, bro?" Nora asked. 

"Fine. I admit defeat." Oliver said and chuckled.