An hour later,
The waitress spotted Aether and Delphine descending the stairs, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of them.
Her face instantly flushed a deep red as she quickly averted her gaze, her heart pounding in her chest, 'They're too much!; she thought.
"Excuse me, Miss!" Aether called out, his voice now haughty and cold, sending a shiver down the waitress's spine.
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"Yes, Dadd—ahem, I mean, yes, sir!" she stammered, her face flushing even more as she struggled to maintain her composure.
"Here's the payment," Aether said, handing her a substantial amount of money. The waitress nodded, her cheeks still red as she calculated the remaining balance with trembling hands. She was about to give back the change when,
"Keep it as a tip," Aether said, his tone leaving no room for discussion as he turned to leave.
"B-But sir, it's really a large amo—"
