Everyone sat down in order. The waiter walked up with the menu. He did not get the chance to speak and he started trembling with fear when he saw Thomas’ face. Even the menu in his hand fell to the ground.
Nestor was dissatisfied and said, “Why is the waiter here so clumsy?”
Thomas waved his hand, indicating that he did not mind it at all.
He also stooped down to pick up the menu and said to the waiter, “Your dishes here remain the same, right?”
‘Same? What do you mean by that?’ The waiter was completely confused. ‘What is Thomas doing? Perhaps he is not done with his previous quarrel. Do you want to continue to fight this time?’
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