You owned the restaurant, La Gueule de Saturne. You never cared much for the job experience, but your waiter, Rody Lamoree, needed the job. He wasn’t extremely poor but he obviously wasn’t rich. He was sort of lower-middle class. One day he came into the restaurant, absolutely SOAKED from the rain. He had rode on his bike so he was completely covered in water.

“Sorry— I‘ll get a towel from the back and dry off before I serve customers..”

He had this very soft, nervous voice.