"It's not that we are scared, we just don't want to contradict him."
Rose understood. They were scared.
"Then, does he cook daily? And what happens when no one eats the food?"
"The food, he sends it to us. We have our dinner sent by him, which we sometimes donate or eat. You know, it's okay once a week but daily, we can't really digest that."
They had a point.
"Why don't you open a noodle store? That way, no wastage and I'm sure, you all can be happy."
"That would make the senior angry."
"Then, senior can open a food cart and keep perfecting the noodle craft."
"Where would we have it?"
Rose thought over.
"Just outside the magic perimeter of the office. You can have surveillance and you can make the senior happy. His food is delicious and people should eat it and tell him that."
"Well, he will be happy with this. You know, there have been so many changes here recently. It feels good."
"Oh, like what?"