Success

“I can't believe I am done with this project!” An excited Emily cried out as she walked to the Eatery with Mark who took her hand in his.

“I can't believe it, too,” Mark confessed. “And to think that you didn't make an ordinary creation, Emily.”

Now they stopped at one of the tables in the eatery. Emily grabbed one of the chairs and Mark did the same, taking the chair opposite her.

When they were resolved on their seats, the man snapped his fingers and a man in uniform wandered in the direction that led to their table.

“Good day, sir,” the man greeted when he arrived. “Good day, ma'am.”

“Good day,” Emily greeted on behalf of herself and Mark, who positively nodded. “Give us two plates of fried rice and chicken.”

“Perfect!” The younger man jotted down on the pad he arrived with. “Anything else?” He questioned. “Something to drink, I presume.”

“Two bottles of water would do for me,” Mark bobbed his head. “A glass of juice and a bottle of water should do for the lady.”

“Is it?” The ma