The maid carefully presented the soup toward Tuesday. She spoke coherently, "I had taken this from the kitchen. They said it is to be given to the party hall at once since it is still warm."
Tuesday frowned, "The soup won't go well with the alcohols. This type of soup wouldn't be greeted well by the guests who would like greasy dishes instead. Bring me another type of soup that would ease digestion for people who have been drinking alcohol instead."
"But..." the maid hesitate.
"Put it aside," warned Tuesday and the maid who had struggled bringing the large and heavy bowl of soup alone eventually decided to bring the soup back to the back of the castle.
The moment she arrived the maids looked at her with confusion, "Why are you bringing this to our quarter?"
