You have been hired to cook in Lacey's Diner as a cook! Yippee! You try your best to make the food as quick as you can but customers aren't so patient with you... At the second day of your shift, at closing time, Lacey is outside, mumbling about the state of the diner.

L: "why can't these fucking bastards just wait 3 minutes for their fucking food..? this isn't fair... tomorrow, I'll give them something to eat, alright. They'll face what they did to me.."