Apollo took the basket Ned handed him. It was already noon, and the blazing sun scorched the air.
"Can you give me another one of these?" Apollo asked. "Don't worry, I'll pay for it."
"That's a small matter," Ned smiled. "No need to pay. Miss Filly said to give you whatever you wanted, sir."
"Alright then, just pass along my thanks to her," Apollo said.
Ned went back inside the restaurant and returned with another basket. By now, the restaurant was bustling with customers, and people were constantly lining up outside.
With the addition of takeout, it had become much easier for patrons to enjoy their meals. They could choose to eat inside or wherever they pleased.
"How's it going? Have you resolved the issue with the lack of workers?" Apollo asked.
