"Sir, I'll take care of it right away!"
The charming woman in a black business skirt didn't say much more, respectfully backed away, then turned to the waitstaff and gave them some instructions.
Before long, all of the waitstaff in the coffee shop were in motion.
Most of the customers had a clear view of what was occurring and, with dozens of muscular men glaring around and the coffee shop offering to comp their meals, no one wanted to cause themselves trouble; the vast majority chose to leave immediately.
Of course, not everyone was willing to accept the situation. In the central booth, four or five young men and women didn't budge despite the waiter's whispered urging. One of the youths, probably about twenty-three or twenty-four, became even more rowdy and started banging on the table.
The young waiter kept their head low and dared not speak while the elegant manager, at that moment, promptly stepped forward.
