To our dismay, Monday came, and we were fully booked.
" Dora, table six wants dessert, he's angry!"
" Coming right up!"
" The kids on table ten want milkshakes, one banana, vanilla, and strawberry flavor!"
"It's done, Kiya, can you take it?!"
" No, I'll s***k one of them. These kids are testing my patience and their parents are just -"
Before Kiyana could finish her sentence, Van and Frank came in a hurry. We all turned to them, surprised. They were excited.
" What's going on?!"
" We are closing up now. Some people booked the whole place and are paying a lot," the manager announced. He went to talk to the chef.
" But we have customers!" I said.
" Well, I'll make up something. I can't pass on this chance,"
" Are we catering for a private event? Why is this so urgent?!"
