Eunice chuckled, her laughter carrying an air of satisfaction.
Just moments ago, she had heard from the manager how her niece, feisty as ever, had pinned someone down on a table and poured two bottles of red wine right over their face.
"That's my girl," Eunice proudly proclaimed. "She needs to learn not to mess with you again!"
As she spoke, Eunice cast a chilly glance at the manager beside her.
"Since my niece is letting it slide, shouldn't you and your staff be making yourselves scarce?"
"Thank you, Mrs. Griffith, and Ms. Rose, for your graciousness. We'll put this behind us. I assure you that I'll tighten up our management so nothing like this occurs again. Your meals have been replaced, please enjoy at your leisure. Tonight's dinner is on the house, and from now on, Mrs. Griffith and Ms. Rose, you will receive a fifty-percent discount whenever you dine with us."
The restaurant manager bowed deeply before making his exit.
