Prophecies Heroes(scrapped)

Chapter 18

The restaurant is huge being a 120 meters large and 220 meters long, with 4 waiters waiting at the entrance for a client to serve, the inside is filled with circular tables, white and red tablecloth on top with flower and leaf patterns in a square around the tablecloth, there are 8 chairs for each table and they are all served with the basic utensils in silver shining like they are new and inviting you, the chairs are all high quality seats with red cushion for the chair back and the seat itself. Phil closed with the entrance the employees didn't even try to look at him in disgust, he looked away from them and passed, they turned at him going looking at him up and down with contempt.

Waiters: "Where does he think he is?"

"Don't tell me we let that we let these enter?"

"I will complain later and ask some more security, he smells like blood"

the 3 other employees looked at this one at the right of the door from the outside.

"How do you?"

He looked at them and shrugged

"I said that to joke"

They all looked back at Phil, he was left hand on the counter of the restaurant looking at the kitchen door at the right, seeing no one, he kept a serious expression.

Phil(to himself): What the hell is that, Father? You managed your restaurant with extras standing in front of the door?

He looked at the door, All the waiters were looking at their phone at the text they received.

Waiters: "Ok we need to identify him when he come here ok"

Victor followed and stopped at the entrance, the waiters put their phones back in their pockets bowed a bit their left forearm with a towel on their stomach.

Waiters: Welcome to the Restaurant sir Navare.

Victor looked left and rotate his head slowly to the right seeing all of them.

Victor: Are you joking?

They all raised their head and shook their head.

Waiters: "What have we done bad?"

"Please don't fire us"

"We are sorry but what is wrong?"

Victor raised his right hand index only out, he pointed at Phil, Phil looked at him with a cold expression.

Victor: He is Sir Navare.

They all looked at Phil and laughed, Phil leaned left forearm on the counter, his left leg extended with his left foot behind his right foot, he looked at his right hand and showed 5 fingers, he downed one, his thumb.

Waiters: What?

They looked at Victor a bit angry as their reaction made him doubt a bit, he looked at them all.

Victor: ASK HIM!

A waitress who was at the left of the entrance from outside walked toward Phil, Phil downed his index.

Waitress: Sir, who are you?

Phil looked down at her face and smiled.

Phil: How can i not make you doubt?

The waitress nodded and took out her phone with her right hand, she unlocked it and clicked on the corner right of the screen on the identification application, she looked up and presented the phone screen looking at the ceiling.

Waitress: Put your credit card or anything with your legal name linked to it.

Phil downed 3 fingers, opened his hand, closed his eyes and opened them back, put his right palm on the phone screen, the waitress looked up at his face with a disconcerned smile, everyone beside Victor in the back started laughing. Victor crossed his arm rotating at it on the left, his left foot a bit behind, always looking at Phil.