Cafe. "Ms. Radomil, what would you like to drink?" Phoebe asked Stella as she placed her order for a cup of Cafe Americano.

"May I please have a glass of milk?" Stella asked the waitress. Regards."

With a shaky smile, Phoebe continued, "Ms. Ramomil, I didn't know you didn't drink coffee. I assumed you needed the coffee to some extent because you designers require inspiration for your work."

"Yes, I enjoy coffee. It would be more proper for me to drink milk at this time due to my health issue."

Stella didn't feel that telling someone she just met that she was expecting a child was necessary. She casually offered...