The four of them were eating and drinking merrily when an unexpected guest appeared. To say it was unexpected was a bit of a stretch, as they had somewhat anticipated it.
Or at least, Ewan had somewhat guessed it beforehand. After all, he had his suspicions from the moment boss Vance's eyes lit up staring at the plate of crab he had prepared for him to taste. The man was a restaurant owner; a business-savvy mind was naturally a given. Furthermore, it wasn't just confined to the mind, working in this industry also required a sharp nose and a pair of eyes capable of recognizing opportunities.
Delicious food, an enticing aroma, eye-catching colors, all must be sniffed out and perceived. Otherwise, how could one possibly compete with others, especially in an area where numerous restaurants were constantly popping up like this?
