Chapter 22: a cartoon character
Chapter twenty two
Ezekiel stared at his surrounding with great distaste. He checked the watch strapped on his wrist for the fourth time in the past three minutes, and his frown grew.
The hustle and bustle of the crowd milling about did something else to to his sense and made him want to rip his tie off his neck. He didn't like anything that was random or uncoordinated.
He glanced to the narrow corridor where the kitchen was supposed to be, he could smell the greasiness and oily smoke from where he sat.
His cousin was many things, including dumb and unassuming at times, but he didn't think it's gotten this far. He stared at the dirty napkins on the table and his mouth soured.
"Why are we here?" He asked quietly. He could feel the gaze of several people drilling holes into his skulls.
He couldn't blame them though. They were standing out too much in their expensive suits and the wristwatch.
"To eat," Lu Chen grinned an idiot grin. He looked like a cat with a saucer full of milk.
"Spit it out." He made a motion of checking his wrist once again, "I have important places to be. And I'm sure you don't expect me to eat this greasy and calorie loaded food."
Lu Chen scoffed. "Calorie loaded food my ass. They have the best noodle you're ever going to taste." The smile on his lips was as oily as the smoke wafting from every angle.
Soon, a waitress stumbled to them. She had this veil that was made out of a tablecloth? It seems like it. She awkwardly adjusted the scarf and smiled widely. So widely it's almost scary.