In his non-working state, he was completely different from the serious and dedicated person at work.
The waiter knew Gary White's identity.
Frank sat on the black sofa with his legs crossed, looking very languid and relaxed when he wasn't working. The motion of him stretching out and pulling at his shirt buttons gave a sense of a sloppy noble child.
In his non-working state, he was completely different from the serious and dedicated person at work.
The waiter knew Gary White's identity.
So it was clear that this was someone who couldn't be offended.
If the young master of the White family wanted to drink yogurt, they had to find a way to get it for him even if Luxe Lounge didn't have it.
Not to mention just a box of yogurt.
If he said he wanted to eat grilled skewers now, they would still have to go buy it for him.
"Mr. White, although we don't have yogurt in the Luxe Lounge, it's available for sale outside. I'll go buy it right away, but please wait a little while."