the menu, I could order every single thing!” laughed Nate. When everyone was ready to order, Noah raised his hand and waved friendly to the waiter. The young man took out his little note book “So, what shall I serve you this fine day?” “My wife and I will have mushroom soup and orange juice, please.” The waiter turned to Jesey and Nate. “I will have a large cheeseburger and a small cheese pizza,” Nate ordered. “Sweetie, don’t you think that’s too much food for you?” his mother asked. "No, mom, I am so hungry I’ll eat everything,” Nate replied. “If you say so,” she smiled. “And what would you like to drink?” questioned the waiter. “I would like some lemonade, please,” Nate answered. “Alright, and what about you, miss?” the waiter looked at Jesey. “Greek salad sounds nice, and for drinks, I would really like apple juice,” said Jesey. “Got it, the food will be brought to your table after about 20 minutes,” declared the waiter.
Not so long after the family received their meals, they were approached by a very strange and scary-looking man. His ashy face was mysterious, pallid with lack of sleep. He had almost no hair, just a few strands of long curly hair on the back of his head. He was wearing a big fox fur coat and black leather boots and pants. In his hands there was a long ancient wooden cane. “Enjoying your meal, dear customers?” he grinned, showing his yellow, almost rotten teeth. “Ah, you must be the owner of this amazing café, the food is absolutely magnificent,” the father said as he shook hands with the unknown man. “Yes, yes… Have a pleasant breakfast, you all…” he said, then walked away and disappeared. “Oh, he looked awful, almost dead like,” mother July whispered. “Yes, I saw…” father Noah whispered back. Jesey, father Noah and mother July were finishing their food while Nate was struggling with eating his pizza. “Dear, told you that you had ordered too much,” mother July smirked. “I reckon you were right, my eyes were bigger than my stomach…” frowned Nate. “I don’t think we have enough time to stay here any longer. Take my credit card,” said the father. The mother took it and went to the cashier's desk to pay for the food. Meanwhile, the father and the kids went back to the car and waited for July. Once everything was set, they continued their journey to the airport
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