How goes the school stuff?
Awful.
What happened Klair?
I did the math, I won't have enough. Not unless I get amazing tips the whole time.
Don't cry, I could loan it to you.
I am not taking charity.
What about a deserved raise?
Don't you dare, I have to earn this Vicky. I can't take any charity.
It's not charity, you've been working at the restaurant for 3 months or so. Your actually due for a raise.
Promise me it won't be because I'm your friend.
I swear.
Then that would help immensely.
I'll remind my grandfather.
Gently. Don't push it.
Oh and Klair, I'll come to the restaurant. I'll tip you.
I swear Vicky, I was confessing something that was not meant to be taken as a cry for help. So stop it.
I'm not answering a cry for help, I'm just spreading around my family money.
I... Thank you.
No problem.
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