Female NovelWearing a solemn expression, Tyrone pressed the bell, signaling the need for immediate attention.
In a matter of minutes, the waitress knocked on the door and entered the room, sensing the somberatmosphere. A feeling of unease settled on the waitress. “Sir and Madam, what can I do for you?”
When the waitress noticed the two mutton dishes to the side, she felt something was amiss.
Tyrone’s countenance darkened as he spoke with gravity. “My wife suddenly vomited after eating thebraised mutton. She loves mutton, and this has never happened before. I suspect the mutton in yourrestaurant isn’t fresh and may not even be fit for consumption.”
The waitress looked concerned at Sabrina, who sat there with a pale face and attempted to reassurethem. “I’m sorry for what happened. We made the food today, and it should be fresh. It’s highly unlikelythat it could be bad. Would you like me to exchange the two dishes for fresh ones?”
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Tyrone was a regular patron due to the consistently excellent quality.
He found himself in an unexpected situation when Sabrina, who typically enjoyed mutton, suddenlyvomited after catching a whiff.
“I’d like to speak to the manager, please.” Tyrone wasn’t concerned about the money and aimed tospare the waitress any embarrassment.
The waitress hesitated briefly, recognizing the need to handle the situation delicately. She agreed,“Certainly. Please wait a moment.
I’ll call the manager right away.”
The waitress collected the used bin and was about to leave when Tyrone added, “Wait, can you bring abowl of porridge as soon as possible?”
“Right away, Sir.”
Within a few minutes, the manager knocked on the door, entering with an unopened bottle of wine anda glass. Apologetically, he addressed the couple, “Mr. and Mrs. Blakely, I heard about what happened,and I’m terribly sorry. Perhaps the chef didn’t cook it well. This bottle of wine is on me. Please allow meto bring you two more dishes. As an apology, your meal today is complimentary on behalf of therestaurant. Is that satisfactory?”
Whenever Tyrone visited the restaurant for a meal or social event in the past, the manager wouldpersonally greet him, suggesting a level of familiarity between them.
“I’m afraid that is not enough,” Tyrone joked.
“How about more bottles of wine then?”
Sensing the manager’s sincerity, Tyrone wasn’t overly stern with him.
Glancing at Sabrina, he inquired, “What do you think, Sabrina?”
Recalling the recent incident, Sabrina realized that the mutton didn’t appear spoiled. Still, it did have aslightly off-putting odor, indicating that it may not have been cooked properly. She responded, “Let himoff the hook.”
Tyrone then turned his attention to the manager. “There’s your answer.”
With a grateful smile, the manager said, “Thank you for your understanding and mercy, Mrs. Blakely.”
The manager then ordered his subordinates to bring more bottles of wine.
The manager gazed at Tyrone and quipped, “Well, Mr. and Mrs. Blakely, thanks for letting me off thehook. I’ll go to the kitchen to ensure they don’t slack off.”