Andrew
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she was clearing the table, she noticed that man again sitting on a bench alone and making the same order, bitter tea, like every day. I noticed that he walked towards the reception table crossed the queue, and people moved away from him without any problems He put the money on the table and his other hand inside his coat
"Miss I must admit that I like the tea you make, so I'm offering you to work for me or I'll buy the whole café and fire you.."
He spoke in a deep voice with a slight smile