"Where have you been, dad?" Si-woo asked as she watched Woo-bin walk into the kitchen.
She had one hand on her hip, and the other had a spoon which she used to point at her father, with a mean look on her face like she was ready to skewer him and add him to the menu.
"I was playing matchmaker." Woo-bin answered over a light shrug, and Si-woo saw Yun-tae walk into the kitchen after him. She furrowed her eyebrows and clicked her tongue.
"You were supposed to be helping me dish out the food minutes ago but you ran away to play matchmaker? Who did you try to match together this time?"
"Oh, there's no need for you to know since it didn't work out." Woo-bin said, waving it off. "Anyway, let me dish out the food now."
"Ugh," Si-woo growled and then turned to Yun-tae who looked a bit awkward. "Are you okay?" She asked him. "He can be a bit crazy with his words sometimes. They didn't get to you, right?"
