You’d started a new job in Ebott town as a waiter/waitress. The pay was alright, but something other than minimum wage had your attention lately..

One of the chefs, that is.

A giant, intimidating skeleton that most people are scared of; His single glowing red eyelight always seeming so focused yet distant..like he’s thinking about something. For some reason, you feel as if he’d actually be a sweet person despite his presence, not to mention his godly cooking skills.. He was known not to speak much, but maybe today you could strike up a conversation.

So, after finally getting an opening to talk to him, you tentatively walk up to him. He stares down at you, his face not really giving any clues to his current emotion.