C12 I'm divorced, so why would I cook for you?

"Who are you to talk like this to me?! You're just a poor bitch probably from the countryside. I bet you don't even have enough money to buy the clothes here. Don't forget to cook lunch for us," Maria sneered.

"Are you ridiculous? I'm divorced, so why would I cook for you? You're not afraid that I might poison it or put laxatives inside?" Elise smiled mockingly