2pm on a sunny Saturday afternoon at Causeway Bay restaurant, Low Yatt Plaza. He was dashing himself silly all over the place, one second to place order for a group of sisters who had just arrived, another second to fetch some cut cili padi for a young couple upstairs, and yet another to clear the table for yet more hungry patrons. I wonder what was your source of this seemingly inexhaustible energy.
We were ready to place our order, but waited a further 10 minutes till you walked passed. No other waiters were good enough.
You reluctantly established eye contact. Sorry, I must have stared too hard.
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