"This is your order, Sir, Berry Fizz with ice. Anything else?" The crimson-haired girl gently placed the wooden mug in front of Ash and asked with a sweet smile. If there were anyone else in Ash's place, especially the regular customers, they would surely be nettled by her cold look, but because Ash looked cute and only wanted to drink a soft drink, she had a somewhat good first impression. After all, there weren't many boys of her age in town, and most of the time, she dealt with middle-aged uncles who only knew how to drink alcohol, scout bad words for fun, break things and increase her workload, so meeting someone her age, with a good personality, is something very rare for her.
"Thank you for your hard work," Ash began, clearing his throat. "Umm, Miss...?"
"Alice," She replied with a chuckle. "Alice Stonehead. The one and only waitress, cook, and daughter of the tavern owner."
