Emery grinned upon seeing the dark-haired man sitting in the chair. That stupid chicken really managed to do it!
He held in his hands another dish. This time, a little more on the energy-giving side. He wanted to satisfy this customer completely.
Elyn followed behind him with a glass of water. It was a bit lacklustre and bland, but they would have to make do with this for now. Hemp had already done so much for them. It would be rather embarrassing if they also had to meet him for beverages, too.
It was his restaurant, and he would have to learn how to run it quickly.
He dropped the covered plate of food in front of the dark-haired man, struggling to keep his happiness in check for the most part.
Kyle, the dark-haired man who was abducted by the chicken, didn't know what to say about this. From his point of view, all these people looked deranged and mentally ill. What kind of people would get a chicken to kidnap, then serve them food?
