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"How's the taste?"

"It's excellent," I answered. "Probably the best Som Tum I've ever had."

"Hahaha. It's a special recipe I inherited from my grandmother and one that I plan on giving to my daughter when I retire."

"You have a daughter? But you look so young."

"What a flirt," she chuckled. "Yeah, my daughter... she attends the academy."

There was no need to say the academy's name because it didn't have one. Just the academy was more than enough for people in this city to understand what she was referring to.

"She does? What a coincidence. So do I," I said as my face lit up with surprise.

"Really? Then perhaps do you know who my daughter is?" she asked.

"What's her name?" I inquired.

"She's... speaking of my daughter, there she is," said the owner as she turned her head towards the stairs.

The restaurant was not only a restaurant but the second floor was the home where the mother-daughter duo lived and slept in.