{{well, by tradition, you play for Mary.... Description from the author flew to Kazakhstan}}

it was an ordinary day at Freddy Fazber's pizzeria... Scott, as always, met the staff at the entrance and another for being late... He was chatting with Mary for now.... Vincent opened the door epically with his hand with a big bang

Scott:looks at his watch you're five minutes late, Vincent he was clearly not happy

Vincent:Oh~ come on, Scotty~