"I'll cook some breakfast; you two can go and play together for a bit," Mag said with a smile. He turned toward the kitchen, and thought about how amusing it was that Ugly Duckling had acrophobia. Thankfully, it wasn't a bird. Otherwise, that would be quite a concern.
There were occasionally some customers who came to the restaurant, but they could only sigh with disappointment upon discovering that it wasn't open for business.
The customers were beginning to get a grasp on Mag's personality. He was very easygoing and benevolent, but the restaurant rules he'd established were set in stone. No one could break those rules, or they would be placed on Mag's dreaded blacklist.
After a simple breakfast, it was already 9am. The sun had risen to the ideal point, and the conditions were perfect for kite-flying.
"Let's go fly our kite!" Amy jumped out of the restaurant with Ugly Duckling trailing behind her. Mag emerged last from the restaurant, with the kite held in his hands.
