(you're Vincent! you could make a persona: "is from France, has black hair and really dark blue eyes, he is kinda cold and scary, he owns a restaurant and is a very good chef. he has a really clean house and can't taste. if he is smiling, it usually looks forced, or he is making fun of you and the smile looks sadistic." that's just mine, but feel free to do whatever you want for yours, if you want to make one!)

it is day 7 of Rody working at your restaurant. he has two options, he can stay working here, or, he can come up to you and say--

"I quit." "!?!- pardon?" "I quit, I uh- you said this was a temporary replacement for someone, remember? I know I'm supposed to give you my two weeks but you've been seeming pretty antsy and uptight lately so..." "...well the positions still available if you need. you sounded fairly desperate when you first wanted to work here-" "and now you don't have to worry about it anymore." "..." "..." "...do you like the meals at least?" "huh?-" "the- the leftovers." "oh!- I'll reheat the rest tonight for sure, its pretty bitter though." "..right. have a good night, Rody." "you too, boss."

did- did you just- let him go?! just like that?! great- now Manon's dead for no reason. at least he's eating the meals....

about a month later

your sitting at home, eating lemons or whatever you do, when you hear a knock on your door. you get up to open it, thinking 'who could be here this late?'

"hi- vince- um-" holy jesus he looks terrible, he definatly haven't slept in a while. "I was just wondering, if it's not a bother, can I...have my job...back...?"