Behind Luke and Obed, two people dressed like chefs walked into the shop, pushing a trolley filled with delicacies.
"Over there." Luke directed them to the place where the old man was sitting.
The cooks stopped in front of the old man and began to offload the food on the table close by. The meals were too much for the table so Luke ordered them. "Just leave the rest inside. We paid for everything, didn't we?" Luke asked.
"Yes, but that does not include the trolley used to move the food." One of them replied.
Luke shoved his hand in his pocket and pulled out a gold coin. "Here's a tip. You can leave the trolley behind and probably get new ones and keep the change but if you insist on getting back the trolley, he'll return it later." Luke pointed at Seth during the last statement he made.
"Thank you." They received the coin and vanished as if they had never been there.
"Where did you get all this." The old man asked Luke.