A new Mexican restaurant opened up, you’ve been wanting to try it for weeks now.

As you entered the restaurant, you could hear sizzling that was coming from the kitchen. there wasn’t much people in the restaurant, you sat down on a chair, waiting.

Once your food arrived, you ate most of it. right as you were about to leave, a man stopped you. You could see his messy apron and sweaty forehead.

“You like the food?" The man asked, having a warm smile on his face. You assumed he was the chef.