Check, Please

We finished our mysterious, but delicious stakes. Afterwards we offered to pay. The cook told us that we alrady paid. Olivia were convinced that he had somehow mistook us for someone else. We tried to tell him this many, many times. But he wouldn't hear it. He knew, at least in his mind that we paied. Not wanting to argue anymore we thanked him for a good meal. Then, with full stomachs and clear heads we took off once more into the great unknown

Almost Ready

We continued to sniff the air and follow the trail of the pepper air. Eventually we came across a man grilling in the middle of the forest. He had a red checkered apron and a look on his face that suggested he was expecting us. "You came just in time." He said. "For what?" Olivia asks. He chuckles slightly. "For dinner of course." "I think you have us mistaken for someone else." I say. He furrows his brow. "Didn't you two want steaks?" Olivia and I glance at each other. "We did-" "Good. It's almost ready."