"Is anyone out there?" he shouted out loud, along with pressing the button under the corners of the table eagerly. And soon, the waiter from before hurriedly came into the cabin.
"Is there any problem, sir?" the waiter responded, a tone of emergency, and a slight hint of nervousness in his voice.
"I'd like that one changed to a…" Irvyn proceeded to speak, but stopped in the middle of it by getting reminded of something. He turned his eyes at Yvette before speaking up again. "What you would like to have then?"
"Ah… it's okay, as long as it's not anything rare," she hurriedly replied.
Irvyn pondered a little while before turning back to the waiter. "Get some light soup and a medium spicy pasta for her."
"Yes, sir," the waiter hurriedly went out, taking the order.
