It was quiet. Too quiet.
"You can have breakfast here." He tells me as I walk into the living room. "Just wait here for a while, I'll ask them to send breakfast upstairs." He didn't do as much as explain what happened downstairs. Patiently I wait for breakfast and suddenly the doorbell rings. "Room Service."
The receptionist rolled the trolley and presented the dish. "Grand velas tacos." I was speechless at the meal before my eyes. It was one of the most expensive dishes sold for at least $25,000 and it was here before my eyes. "Helio, what's this, I can't have this, I'll never be able to pay it back?" I confess but Helio ignores my words and places a plate before me.
"There's no need to pay. Did I ask you to pay?" He tells me. "Just eat." With that being said, I did not question his intention and started eating, it was indeed worth the money as each bite tasted expensive, the beef was so soft and sweet that it melted in my mouth. "How is it?" He asked.
