"Your wontons should be ready in about three minutes," the clerk said, smiling as she walked to the back. Aila smiled as she bowed her head to the clerk, and Ekal chuckled.
"She always asks me if I want anything. When will she understand that I don't like the food?" he asked.
"It's a thing with Oriental people, Ekal..." Aila said, sighing.
"She always asks me if I want anything. When will she understand that I don't like the food?" he asked.
"It's a thing with Oriental people, Ekal..." Aila said, sighing.