Chapter 352 Greasy Harassment

• The waiter looked troubled. "Mister, today's a weekend. Usually, if you don't make any reservations in advance, the private rooms will be taken by others," he said before pointing at the empty table next to Kingsley's. "That's the last table left now. Would you like to take the table, line up to wait for a private room to become available, or go take a look at another restaurant?"
• Just then, a young lady standing next to the man spoke. "Let's take the table, Calvin. The heels I'm wearing today hurt my feet a little, so I don't want to walk anymore. And besides, I'm hungry."
• "Okay, Elaine. Since you've said so, let's take the table." The young man called Calvin flashed her a grin before immediately urging the other five young men to take their seats with the air of a leader. Then, he snapped his fingers at the waiter, saying, "Excuse me, we'd like to place an order!" He was very liberal with his money. With a wave of his hand, he ordered 20 expensive signature dishes all at once.