You're My Treasure

Chapter 3

"Here's your food, kind sir. Do enjoy!"

The staffs of the Benbow Inn were busy bees. The quota of customers had increased ever since Jim's return, which meant more work to deal with. However, the new members, which were B.E.N and Morph, did bring extra "hands" into the process. Morph transformed itself into cooking tools that Sarah needed, often finding himself tasting the food as well before they're served to the customers. It was a win-win job.

It did take time for the two to adapt in the place. B.E.N had dropped several plates, slipped on slippery floor, brought the customer the wrong food, and many other typical newbie mistakes. Morph used to stir the soup by transforming into a knife, cut the vegies with the form of a spoon, and some other mistakes that Sarah could only giggle at.

"Right, Sarah, I've delivered every single food and drink, and I did check if they're the correct customers," B.E.N reported, using his wheels to approach Sarah, who was staring at the customers in front of her from the kitchen.

"Anymore food to deliver?" B.E.N took a glance at the kitchen, where no foods were being cooked at the moment.

"No... not yet. Ah, c'mere B.E.N. You need to learn this," Sarah pulled the robot by the shoulder. "I name this situation 'The Calm Before the Storm'," she gestured to the customers with an arm, narrowing her eyes.

"And... why did you exactly name that?" B.E.N questioned, cocking a brow. Sarah thought he'd know what she meant.

"Do you even understand the meaning of the phrase?"

"I... uh, do not have a database of the latest English phrases, I'm afraid. Maybe I can add that into my dictionary, what does it mean?"

"B.E.N, it means a moment of silence before a certain activity shatters the moment abruptly. You can take a breath for a minute or two, but then," Sarah paused for a few seconds, her eyes focusing from one customer to another, one table to another.

"Oh Sarah~ Refill please!"

"Sarah, can I have an extra portion for my son?"

"Hey robot guy! Where's the bathroom?"

"Sarah? Could you please add more pepper onto my plate?"

Numerous customers began to call for orders, varying from extra that, less that, a question, and any kind of order imaginable. What was a peaceful moment, filled with the sounds of spoons and forks dancing on plates, had turned into a chaos of orders. Sarah said nothing, and pushed the robot off of her way to serve the customers.

Meanwhile, B.E.N's processor was heating up. He couldn't figure out who ordered first, and second, and third. With that, he randomized his path while taking the orders.

Sarah, who's more experienced in the job, had already returned to the kitchen when B.E.N was still stuck with his second customer. Once again, machine was beaten!

"B.E.N, I didn't hire you for this, come on!" Sarah jokingly called, followed by a trail of small giggles.

"A minute, Sarah! Uh..." B.E.N turned his attention back to the alien he was facing, whose body perfectly reflected a man's body, but a head of an eagle. "You wanted more... meat?"

"Yes," the alien replied.

"Okay, um, right away sir!"

The 'storm' that had taken place was lasting, and its end didn't seem to be anywhere close. The constant orders kept flowing, and B.E.N's processor couldn't handle them anymore. He walked into the kitchen while giving his head a massage, although it wasn't helping at all considering he was a machine.