The weather was drizzly, but that was normal for Scotland. Even in July.

It was peak season for 'The Lodge'. A well known restaurant/bar for travellers, hikers and summer visitors to the area of Scottish Highlands.

Kristian was manning all stations. He always travelled here for summer work which was when the highest profits came in. The view was spectacular and to this day, he wasn't bored of it. He knew the staff for years, knew the area and been over that many years to get his own cabin.

"Table 12, Kris!" Thomas yelled out and Kristian smoothly picked up the drink tray, avoiding collision with other waiters to deliver the cocktails.

"There you go ladies." Kristian glanced only the polite amount and placed the drinks down neatly on the table.