I cleared my throat, a wave of uneasiness washing over me as I waited for him to place his order. I maintained my professional smile while observing him scan the menu with a distant look on his face, as if lost in thought.
"Nothing looks interesting in here. Do you have any recommendations?" he asked, finally lifting his gaze to meet mine. "I want something savory."
I nodded, eager to assist. "Of course, sir. If you enjoy savory dishes, I highly recommend our steak. I can assure you, it’s delicious." I held up my notebook and pen, ready to jot down his order.
He nodded thoughtfully. "Then I'll go with the steak and a glass of Coke."
A sense of relief washed over me, grateful to finally move on from the table. "Noted, sir. We’ll prepare your meal right away," I promised, before hurrying
