Upon hearing the sound of Ethan clearing his throat, the sound cut through the chaos like a knife, silencing the room in an instant.
Immediately all eyes turned to Ethan, some curious, some skeptical, but all eager to hear what he had to say.
Upon seeing he has gotten everyone's attention Ethan then turned to the waiter, his expression calm but filled with anger.
"Did you make a mistake bringing me the wrong menu?"
he asked, his voice as cold as ice. "And more importantly, how are the menus even organized in this restaurant? How is it possible that I'm the only one holding a different menu from everyone else?"
The waiter stammered, his face flushing with embarrassment and fear as he gazed around, he didn't know what to say.
But before he could answer, Ethan turned to the chief waiter, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.
"Is this an honest mistake on the part of the restaurant?"
He asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
