"Achoo…" Abraham, who was standing in the long line in front of Mamy Restaurant, sneezed. He gathered his mink coat and mumbled, "I've dressed rather warmly. Maybe someone is missing me?"
"Mister, everyone is thinking about Boss Mag's new dish, no one would be thinking about you." Randy, who was lining up next to him, gazed at the announcement signboard on the board with a melancholic look.
"Hey, food critic, have you handed in this month's manuscript?" Abraham asked Randy as he turned around with a smile. They had been sharing tables for this period of time, and they got familiar with each other.
However, although Abraham knew Randy was the columnist for the "Meatatarianism", he didn't reveal his identity of a duke. He also knew Randy had to hand in a script for the magazine monthly. The crux was that he delayed again.
