"What happened?" Nigel queried when he observed the inn owner approaching them with a guilt-filled face. He was embarrassed, and his expression was apologetic. "Please forgive us for the delay. One of our cooks fell sick, and I had to grant him sick leave. Our other cook is working on your order. Please wait for some time." The man bowed as an apology, and Nigel frowned not believing a word he said. Albeit not clear, he had heard them argue over an issue he had no idea about.
"Are you sure, Sir? There seemed to be a fight happening a few moments ago." Nigel's question rendered the inn owner flustered, and he panicked.
"No, no, ind Sir. Everything is normal. We were just worried for our cook." The man tried to appear as calm as possible. 'I cannot drive away the customers. It is fortunate enough they have visited my inn today. I need to be careful." With that thought in mind, he even smiled sweetly at them.
