Dinner Pt III: (Eat it all okay?~)
Everyone was stunned silent.
That was right. It was Noah who made this order, not Mason, not the employees, not anyone else, but Noah himself. The one and only.
Once the waiter left their table, still confounded, everyone started cheering as they chattered.
"Wow! Too cool!" One of the females on the second table said, clearly astonished.
"This check is really no longer in the 10 thousand range, what the heck?" Someone said as he flipped through the thick menu that the waiter had left there.
"Suave, really, suave."
Honestly, who even uses the word suave anymore?
"Hey, just who is he trying to impress here?"
One of the male staff members (Mason's employee not the restaurant's employee) gave Noah's table a repulsed glare, but his smile, which just couldn't be rubbed off his face betrayed him.
"But still, isn't this a little too much?"