Lily was about to agree when her companion kicked her under the table. She yelped, "Rainy, why did you kick me?"
The chubby girl named Rainy cast a cautious glance at Capone and pulled Lily closer, whispering in her ear, "We don't even know this guy. If you bring out the chef your dad worked so hard to hire, what if he's here to poach her?"
"Oh, right!" Lily, with her simple way of thinking, hadn't considered this possibility. Hearing her friend's reasoning, she nodded in agreement and turned to Capone. "Are you in the hotel business too? You're not here to poach talent, are you?"
Capone chuckled and shook his head, amused by their concern.
"Alright, I'll let you meet the chef. But what's in it for me? How about you tell me your name and which floor you're staying on first?"
Capone simply showed her his key card, which also displayed his name.