Castor and his team were working on a road pavement, getting the job done. Castor is one of those people who loves to get the job done in a smooth and easy way possible, but still making sure it looks good and not total shit.

He looked at the time seeing its almost lunch time. He finishes, and he takes off his gloves, rubbing his forhead.

They all decided to go to a local diner and sit down, looking at the menus. "God, everything sounds good," he said.

His friend, Mark, chuckles. "Doesn't it?" He asks.

Castor nods. He goes to speak but stops seeing the waitress/waiter come over and just goes silent.