| 1:15a |
[Open to Patrick]
Date: Late August
Place: The Wooden Spoon restaurant
Time: Midmorning.
Ali walked out to the main restaurant area with his file of important papers to look over and sign. Then he had orders and finances to complete. Or as his partner had put it, it was time to be the owner of the restaurant instead of its Head Chef. But he refused to do sort of paperwork with out some sort of liquid courage, so he was sitting at the bar counter with his papers, a glass of wine, and some munchies from the kitchen. It wasn't quite time for them to begin opening for the lunch crowd, but the doors were unlocked in case someone needed to find him there. |