"You did what?" shouted Edhelriel.
"Relax, Hel! Now I want you to do one more thing. Exchange the order. Send burgers to Draculs and Bloody Platter to T2."
"What will that do?"
"I know what will happen next," he smirked.
"Just hope your plan won't backfire," snapped Edhelriel.
"Whose side are you on?"
"T2!" said Edhelriel.
"You are so bad!" pouted Drelduin.
"And you?" she raised her eyebrows. "Tell me what you are planning?"
"Nope! I won't!" he smirked at her.
"Your food, sir, ma'am!" said the server.
"Eat! Enjoy! And don't worry," said Drelduin.
"I will tell T2 that I had nothing to with any of it," said Edhelriel.
"You are the one who is going to exchange the order," teased Drelduin.
"Oh no! Then I am not anything. Not listening to you," said Edhelriel.
"I am your boss!"
