May I Go Into Your Kitchen Please?

Accompanied by crashing sounds, the plates were shattered.

Vanessa managed to hold onto the last big plate on the tray in a panic as she stared at the porcelain shards with her mouth agape. She gulped as she turned around, and apologetically said, "I will pay for all these."

Mag shook his head, and then said to Vanessa, "That's okay. However, you will be required to carry plates like these and make over hundreds of trips per day without any accidents. Do you think you can do it?"

"Over hundreds?" Vanessa was shocked. She already felt that her arms were going to break when she had only taken a few steps. Her arms were even still aching now. There was no way she could make hundreds of trips in the restaurant carrying so many plates…