“Hey! There is no restaurant around here sell lasagna. Where did you get lasagna?” asked the girl with pony tail.
“My mum made it. She’s a cook,” replied the other girl proudly. “Where did you get that stinky slimy thing?”
The pony-tailed girl grin. “It’s a mixed juice of milk, broccoli, egg, rice and banana. My mum made it and called it milky BERB. She’s a personal trainer.”