Of Hot Spring and Food [OPEN]

He practically owned the restaurant by now, what with the way he handled himself in there. Douglas had arrived a few days back to Hamal Town on... official business, and had decided to stay for a while and check out the place since he would apparently be spending a lot of his time in there.

What he found was a town reminiscent of Shaula, his own hometown. Which he supposed shouldn't have been too shocking. His mother must have found comfort in the similarities between Shaula and her hometown while she and his father were looking for a new home to start their family.

He had 'finished' with the official business on the very first day he arrived, (though finish was perhaps not the most accurate term), and had immediately sought out a restaurant, just to try the local cuisine.

What he found was... adequate, but nowhere near what he could find acceptable to serve to clients.

So naturally, he had talked to one of the many people who owned a restaurant within the town, and after a lot of talking, bargaining, and demonstrating, had managed to get himself a job inside a kitchen.

And had promptly wrestled control of it off the main chef's hands and made everyone within the kitchen submit to his will as the new main chef.

Cooking had gotten better in the short time he had been there, so he considered it a win.

That said, he didn't spend all that much time in the kitchen himself. He wouldn't be remaining in Hamal Town for much longer, so it would have been foolish make them rely on his cooking in particular only for him to leave within a week.

He worked mostly outside, serving as one of the faces of the restaurant and interacting with the customers. Speaking of which.

"Good evening, gentlemen, welcome to our humble restaurant!" He greeted the two newcomers cheerily as he approached their table with two menus in hand, noting he didn't recognize either of them. The town wasn't small at all, but he thought he would have recognized such a... unique silhouette. That, and they looked a tad too ragged and weary to be from anywhere near.

"I take it you are not native to our lovely town? Well, if you've any questions, ask away. I'll do my best to answer." He said as placed both menus across from them, humming. "We offer a great variety of delicious, nutritious dishes inspired in the renown, eastern cooking of Johto. Our specialty for the evening is Gyoza~! My name is Douglas, and I'll be serving you this evening. If you need help with anything, I'll be at your beck and call, sirs."

Ah, the service industry. Had been a while since he had done it. Usually he just worked on his own stalls, or manned the counter as a one man kitchen; he hadn't really interacted with the clients much since his father had graduated him to helping at the kitchen at their family's diner.

"So!" He said as he pulled out a small notepad, smiling. "What may I serve you, sirs?"

"You must be exhausted! We'll endeavor to make this brief and swift, sir." He said, bowing briefly before beginning to write the orders on his pad.

The boy hummed along in a cheery manner as he wrote down every order, nodding at the young man's question regarding the Pancham's meal.

"No worries sir, we'll have no problems with this order." He informed the young man.

"You are in luck; Torchic meat is in abundance currently. Your two sets of Gyoza should be ready within 10 minutes! Your Mapo Tofu and your Soup should be ready within 25 minutes." He said as he picked the two menus from the table, before bowing at them.

"Before I leave, May I get you anything to drink?" He asked the two,  taking whichever orders came his way before leaving for the counter, placing in the order before immediately grabbing at some meals that had been awaiting for him. 

He would return ten or so minutes later, after having distributed multiple meals and served multiple other clients, with the young man's Gyoza, laying the two sets onto the table.

"The main course should be here in around 15 minutes, sir." He informed them, before taking a look around the place.

Not many new clients, and all of them had already been attended by the other waiters within his shift.

Oh well, that left him some time to chatter. 

"So, Sir, what brings you to our lovely town, if you don't mind me asking? Where you aiming for it in particular, or just a happy accident?" He asked curiously, a polite smile on his face.

Ah, he was serving another chef, it appeared.

What was protocol for when a client undressed a dish again...? He hadn't read anything about this on the waiter's manual he had skimmed over, so he supposed he would just let it pass.

"Well done. Quite the throughout analisis of the dish." He praised, bowing.

Didn't matter what the client did, he couldn't exactly call them out regardless of what he thought. Granted, he didn't mind, and he doubted the owner's of the restaurant did either.

"Ah, Perpetual travelers?" He knew how that was, he supposed. He didn't often stay in one place these days. Unless he needed to make cash anyways. "You must have been throughout all of Stellara by now." He said with a hum.

"Our hotsprings are quite the amazing wonder, yes. Thanks to them, our town has served as one of Stellara's most famous and frequented tourist attractions for years. Though the town is much like Shaula in it's old structure and ways, it has become home to many old fashioned Hotels and resorts as a consequence of them." He was just parroting trivia at this point; sadly, that was part of his job, and hey, at least it was technically part of the conversation.

"Thank you for choosing us amongst all the excellent restaurants of Hamal for your patronage." He said with a smile, bowing low to the little Pancham before righting himself up and raising his pad.

"Another set of Gyoza coming right up. They should be here within 10 minutes; the main course should be arriving shortly after, sirs." He informed the muscular man as he wrote down everything on his pad, before bowing at the two once more.

He left for the counter immediately after, placing the order before glancing about the restaurant. More clients had walked in. He huffed, tightening the apron on his back and nodding to himself. Yet more work to do.

10 minutes came and went swiftly, the boy bringing the Man and his Pancham their Gyoza right on the clock, gently placing it on their table.

"The main course should be already in less than 3 minutes, sirs." He informed the two, before glancing about the restaurant once more.

"So, will you only be gracing our restaurants and hot springs with your presence, sir?" He questioned, humming.

"Hamal Town is famous around Stellara not only for its hot springs, but also its Martial Artists. It's much like Shaula Town in that regard."

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