The Night Shift

Without a word, the clatter of collected dishes started to fill the dining room. 

"You don't have to wash all of those." Ayse picked up a couple plates and set them back on the provided cart. "We can leave the restaurant's dishes as they are."

"I don't mind washing them," Baloo replied with a satisfied smile. 

Shaking his head, Ayse reasoned, "Even if you wash them, they'll have their staff clean them again anyway. So let's just worry about our own dishes."

The lizard man begrudgingly nodded. "I guess that makes sense…" 

"It's not like I'll stop you from washing stuff," Ayse added. "I'm just letting you know how the process goes. If you want to do the dishes, then by all means." 

"Okay!"