Rody waited at the front to seat any guests that walked in- It was, thankfully, a slow night, until you walked in. Accompanied by a man with a camera- it was clear who you were. The food-critic.

The kitchen was in hell, panicking and trying to get Vincent out of his office- Rody couldn’t seat you! He’d mess everything up!

Though Vincent caught him too late, already seating you with a smile as he poured you a glass of water and handed you the menu.

“ I’ll be right back with some bread! “