Half an hour passed, and it was not even noon yet, with the school students still in session. The owner of the barbecue restaurant was gazing blankly at William's table, a half-burned cigarette hanging from his mouth.
A long ash had formed, but he was so astonished that he forgot to flick it off.
Just half an hour ago, he thought the refined-looking young lady was the pinnacle of foodies, but he was proven wrong in these thirty minutes.
This perception was completely overturned in that short period.
At least the girl seemed to know that meat should be properly grilled before eating. But the guy in the suit and tie, he didn't even wait for the meat to cook properly before shoving it into his mouth.
Can you even eat raw meat?
Most importantly, he would take a bite of meat and then chug a bottle of beer.
Chug, chug, chug!
Three bites, one bottle, without even pausing for breath.
