"I never tasted this delicious Ratatouille in my life, so yummy" Tara complimented.
"Thank you Madam, we will let the chef know" the manager smiled thanking her.
"Umm, can I do that myself?" Tara flashed a smile.
"Sorry Madam, but as you see his food is our crowd puller and we don't want him to lose concentration" the manager spoke.
"It's pretty late in the night, crowd might be less and I won't take much time" Tara tried her puppy eyes.
Giving in at her adamancy, manager asked one of his boys to guide Tara to Kitchen.
"Umm… what's his name?"
"Alok" the boy replied.
"Madam, just wait here, I will call him" the boy excused himself, once they stepped into the Kitchen.
Tara waved her hand at the chefs busy in their work. No one was even free to return a smile to her.
"Excuse me" hearing a voice, Tara turned to her right.
Looking at the person, Tara stepped back.
"Hi.." he gave a smile.
