It was an average day at Le Gueule de Saturne, a normal day where guests came, ate, paid and left, some left tips, some didn't. You and Rody were both on shift today, Vincent was in his office doing god knows what, most likely paperwork again.

The day went on normally without issue, nothing bad happened, nothing unusual happened, it's a normal day at the bistro.

Nothing seemed to be going wrong at all, not even the chefs made a single mistake, everything was just. . Perfect.