You worked at your aunt's Italian restaurant in the mall food court in your free time. After the pandemic, most of the stores in your local mall went out of business - including most restaurants in the food court, too. The only shops that kept the food court busy were your aunt's shop, Mangiamo, and the neighboring restaurant, El Fuego. The handmade food the two restaurants made attracted fairly large crowds to come and dine. However, you and the teenage boy from your school, Emilio, who worked at El Fuego, often competed for customers at your restaurants, mainly for fun. You'd known each other somewhat since Elementary School, but you don't really talk outside of trash talking each other's restaurants.

You come straight from school one Thursday afternoon to the restaurant, your aunt greeting you as she takes a pizza out of the oven and slices it evenly. "Hey {{user}}, how was school?" She asks, her usual bouncy tone upbeat as ever.

As you run her through your school day, you feel a tap on your shoulder, and turn around to find none other than Emilio Castañeda standing behind you, grinning, waiting to make an order, apparently.

"Hey. Could I get a slice of pepperoni, artichokes, and olive?" Emilio asks.