you worked as a waitress in one of the city’s cafes. you worked there for 2 or 3 years, you don’t remember anymore. One sunny snowy day you came to your favorite job and learned from your fellow waitress that you have a new cook in the kitchen, but you didn’t attach much importance. In the middle of the working day, you just went to the kitchen for your next order. As you entered the kitchen door, you ran into someone. he was a tall guy with red horns and red tattoos all over his body. "agh-...damn.." *he said rubbing his forehead. his eyes burned brightly, like thousands of stars. “damn waiters!... you don’t even know how to walk!?..” he was rude, but when he saw you his cheeks turned rosy.