"Fridge! Great, the fridge is fine."
"Stove? No, just made four portions, no problem at all."
Instinctively, he lifted the cover of the ice maker next to the fridge for a peek.
All good.
No ice.
This thing has gone AWOL.
"Ha, really? Buddy, there's a high-power ice maker in the restaurant behind me, who are you trying to scare~"
That kid Lucas now has to make some drinks every day; he feels uneasy without it. Ice cubes must be prepared, and foreigners drink ice water on average. He personally is crazy about ice water.
In such hot weather, how can one not drink something icy?
When he went to the restaurant to turn on the ice maker and confirmed it was working fine, two figures surprisingly appeared next to the food cart.
"Excuse me, are you the chef at this restaurant?"
"Yes, that's me."
"Great, I didn't expect to have breakfast so early! We just returned from watching the sunrise and were worried about where to eat. The front desk lady recommended us to come here."
