“Here is your order, Sir Thorne,” Randy maintained a genuine smile while laying the food on the table. He was very careful with his move yet alert as well.
The night is starting. And customers are barging inside the ice cream parlor. Apart from the food being terrific and marvelous when it comes to plating and taste, the shop itself is a selfie-stop.
Mr. Roman, the owner of the ice cream parlor graduated from business administration, built the building with decorative ornaments and a trendy style that fits well for customers who would love to dine and take a picture.
Thorne watched Randy’s movement. It was fine, careful, and clear to say that Randy loves the job.
Randy sighed in relief when he put the last serving of smores on the table. He slowly lifted his eyes, keeping the corner
