I love you, I won't kill you

The attendance at lunch is not as crowded as dinner, because the restaurant will arrange the band to sing at 07:30 on Friday or Saturday.There are also various live music events on the restaurant's palm deck every Sunday, weather permitting.

Although Colleen and his party did not have the opportunity to enjoy the auditory feast, they could enjoy the blessing of gluttony like no one else.Angie didn't expect to enjoy the main course that was about to be served like other people. She just felt that it was necessary to resolve some doubts in her heart at this time, even if it was only out of concern among friends.

In Eddie's part-time job as a waitress at Sage's Grill, guiding customers to the bathroom is a relatively important job.If he's lucky, he can get extra tips like the waiter in the nightclub bathroom.

"This way please, ma'am." Eddie stood beside Angie and said softly with a slight bow.

Anji didn't like seniors to think of themselves as middle-class or upper-class people, so she said timidly in Chinese, "Senior, you...don't need to be like this, really."

Eddie smiled, walked forward calmly, and replied in a low voice in Chinese, "It's okay, you don't have to feel embarrassed, this is what I should do." Angie didn't know what to say, just nodded Follow Eddie to the restaurant bathroom.

Seeing that he was about to walk to the bathroom, Anji slowed down and asked softly, "Senior, when did you come to work in this restaurant? Did the boss treat you badly?"

"I came here during the winter vacation this year. Come in quickly, if the boss finds out that I am lazy, it will be miserable." Eddie quickly said a few words when he saw that there was no one around.

"I...I don't need to go to the bathroom. Just... I want to ask you, there are so many restaurants next to the school, is it necessary to come here to work?"

"Hehe, it's not very far from the school. It takes 20 minutes to ride a bicycle. And you can see the sea here."

The senior's reason was very good and normal, Anji thought for a while and didn't say anything, just washed his hands and walked out of the bathroom.Just when Eddie was about to lead Angie back to the dining table the same way, she suddenly asked, "Um...Senior, are you wondering why I have lunch here?"

"Yeah, I thought it was weird when I saw you. I'm still wondering, why did you come to this place to eat?" Eddie said thoughtfully.

"and then?"

"Then I see who the real treat is, or who can afford to tip me."

Angie was silent again, and after glancing at the other waiters passing by, she asked again in a low voice, "You... don't you feel... a sense of humiliation?"

Eddie looked back at her in surprise, "Huh, humiliation? I've never felt that way before. You probably think that you and I are both Yale students, and you can't be ashamed to serve alumni and serve dishes?"

"Well... that's the question, by the way, how do you know they are also Yale students?"

"Hehe, you think I only serve dishes and earn tips all day long? I still know a little about the outstanding students in each college."

Angie and Eddie became more and more interested in chatting, so they shuffled back, "Oh... tell me."

"If you want to prevent me from earning tips, I can continue to chat with you." Eddie said, quickening his pace.

"I didn't expect you to take money so seriously. I'll tip you and answer my last question." Angie said this intentionally, a little disgusted by his answer.

"I'm kidding! Well, I'll answer your last question. The blond girl is Julie Mitchell, the best student in the law school for the past three years; the auburn-haired girl seems to be an international supermodel, named Colleen or something. As for the brown-haired one, I don't know."

By the time Eddie finished speaking, he had led Angie back to the dining table.Colleen had been watching him as he pulled the dining chair away for Angie to sit in before saying, "Hey, you, come here."

"Yes, ma'am," Eddie replied with a smile on his face.

"Here, here is your tip for accompanying this lady to the bathroom. The rest will be paid after we finish our meal." Colleen took out a one-dollar bill from her exquisite Prada handbag and handed it to Eddie.

"Thank you very much, ma'am! Excuse me, is the main course ready?"

"Uh... well, hurry up please."

When Eddie turned and walked towards the kitchen, Susan asked strangely, "Colleen, this is not a bar in New Haven, why do you want to tip him?"

Colleen smiled, "Anyway, this is an affirmation of Angie's friend's work."

Angie asked curiously, "Thank you, Colleen. But, does tipping have anything to do with Eddie's work?"

Julie smiled and said, "Angie, if you think the food is bad or the service is not good, will you tip?"

"Of course not. Hehe, I'm not used to tipping yet." Angie said honestly.

"That's right, tipping shows that the other party has put in hard work. Of course, if you really think the food is bad, the boss will refund the meal fee to you." Julie told carefully.

"No way, is there such a good thing?" Anji's implication was that he had the idea of ​​taking advantage of it.

In less than 3 minutes, Eddie presented everyone's main course in front of their eyes.Colleen ordered steamed New England lobster with warm butter, an American classic for which there was no price tag on the menu.

Under Colleen's stubbornness, Julie had no choice but to order the grilled lobster dish.Half New England lobster is served with shrimp, clams and fresh corn, and there is also a seafood bouillon with chicken sausage and linguine.

Looking at the main course in front of her, Julie shook her head and said to Colleen, "Do you really think it's necessary to order such an expensive dish?"

Susan ordered the grilled salmon with herbs, and happily said to Angie, "Chen, did you know that it has fresh dill in it, you must try this dish if you have the chance."

Angie didn't understand the word and asked, "Dill? What is it?"

"Uh... it's anise, a plant that grows in India and looks like fennel. Uh... it tastes spicy and sweet, and it can promote digestion in the stomach." Susan said, recalling the extracurricular readings.

"Hehehe, you know a lot. How about I take the course 'Psychology of Food' with you next time."

In Colleen's mind, Angie is at most an alumnus, so naturally she wouldn't be kind enough to order something for her.In fact, Angie wanted to eat something spicy right now, but after searching for a long time, he had no choice but to choose the grilled Santa Fe chicken breast.

At least under the title of this dish, she found the words: seasoned with mild chili spices and served with cool blue cheese.She didn't even know what kind of cheese this cool blue cheese was, as long as it tasted spicy.

Among the fancy varieties of entrees, only Colleen's steamed New England lobster looked the most exaggerated.In fact, it's not because of how big the lobster is, but because this lobster has a pair of giant pincers.

At this moment, Anji remembered the price of the dishes, and asked Susan in a low voice, "Do you know how much my dishes cost?"

"Uh...about $18.95, what's the matter?" Susan replied puzzled.

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