The waiter brought out the dessert from the kitchen and happened to see the man and woman feeding the animals.
Outside, a light snow fell, deep into the night, the silence lending the scene an indescribable warmth.
The young girl's cheeks were puffed out from eating, looking both obedient and gentle.
The waiter knew better than to stare and left the restaurant to return to the kitchen.
The head chef readjusted his hat and asked, "Is the guest outside not satisfied?"
"Don't go out, don't disturb them."
"Who on earth is staying on the 8th floor that even the boss has come over?"
"Last night several cars with white plates were parked downstairs. In Forty-Nine City, if you can sport white plates, guess what kind of person that could be. Don't ask what you shouldn't."
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