Shang Tsung was watching the three maids at work in the kitchen. This was an event that put them all on edge, and they were all doing their best to try and impress him. Shang Tsung was almost enjoying this, he missed putting people on edge, and giving orders. Although, this was admittedly much more dull than he would have preferred.
“Master Tsung your guest is here.” said his elderly manservant from the door. Shang Tsung looked at him, and then looked at the clock on the door. Damn, he was running later than he thought!
“Well what are you waiting for! Seat her in the dining room, tell her I’ll be there in one moment…” He had to go change into something suitable for such an occasion.