"Are these people crazy? They all come here to eat! It's driving me insane!"
With time ticking away, and still so many people waiting to dine, Knox Ridge felt incredibly on edge.
How long will this queueing take?
"Shall we switch to another place?"
Burl Radcliffe looked at the dozen or so people ahead and suggested switching to another restaurant, as everyone was getting hungry.
By the looks of it, they might not get a table even if they waited until seven or eight.
The main problem with Western food is that people eat it so slowly, and after they finish, they stay and chat for a while, taking forever to leave the table.
"Switch what! If we switch now, Julius might find who knows what to criticize about us!"
Knox Ridge released her shrewish temperament, immediately silencing Burl Radcliffe from speaking any further.
"Mom, I have a friend here, maybe I could ask and see if we could cut in line?"
After hearing Julius Reed's comment, Quella Radcliffe approached Knox Ridge.
