Constance woke up in the middle of the night. She heard sounds and saw that the lamps were lit in the whole apartment.
Constance: "Iris, is that you?"
But Iris didn't answer. Constance went down the stairs and stopped on the way. A sleepy Constance recognized a figure in the kitchen. It was Iris.
Constance: "Iris, are you sleepwalking riot again?"
Iris's silence was also an answer. She watched her and when her awakened eyes focused, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Iris, sleepy, stood in the kitchen eating a donut the girls forgot to throw away.
Constance: "Is this the real reason why there can't be any food in the apartment? Iris, sleepwalking night eater? Oh my God. You couldn't tell me that? Are you really that ashamed of it? On the other hand, maybe I wouldn't be the one who would be the "fat cow"..."
Constance stopped and realized what she had said.
Constance: "Iris. You call me a fat cow, but I'm not the one who has a problem with raiding the fridge at night."
She got an insidious plan.
Constance: "Um, let's play together. We'll see who will be the fat cow in the end. Good night Iris."