Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Ten minutes later, Howard, his hair and face covered in water, returned to his dining area.

At this time, Arabelle sat where Howard had sat, next to Lucy.

Judging from her behavior, Lucy doesn't come from a poor family. She knows some etiquette when dining in a restaurant and she doesn't shout or scream.

However, she was not very skilled in using cutlery and could not cut the ant beef steak, so Arabelle helped her cut it.

Seeing Howard coming back, Arabelle stood up and gave the seat back to Howard, then said, "You look a little nervous?"

"Maybe it's because the weather is too hot." Howard replied, then sat down at his seat and wiped his face and hair with a napkin.

"Lucy, have you ever eaten here?" After refolding the napkin, Howard touched Lucy's head.

Lucy shook her head hesitantly.

"No, or don't remember?" Howard asked?

"No..." Lucy replied softly.

"Really?" Howard continued to ask.

After Howard's repeated hints, Lucy tilted her head and thought hard for a while, then replied: "I seem to have been here before, but I don't remember..."

"It's okay, let's eat first." Howard said.

Soon the ant beef steaks were finished, and it was time for dessert when Howard heard someone shout from behind, "Lucy?"

The waiter who read out the girl's name was the same waitress who pushed the food cart to deliver the last dessert to Howard and the other two. After serving all the desserts, she looked at Lucy and said, "Lucy, why are you here alone? Where's your mother? Who are they?"

Howard kept his head down and supported his face with his hands throughout the whole process, avoiding any eye contact with the waiter.

Thirty minutes ago, at the sink.

Howard pulled a roll of bills from his pocket, a considerable sum even in the upper echelons of society, and said to the waiter in front of him, "Hey, ma'am, could you do me a favor?"

The waitress glared at him and didn't answer, so Howard pulled out two extra rolls of bills and said, "Now what?"

The waitress looked at the money in Howard's hand, frowned, and bit her lower lip lightly, as if she was struggling with some thoughts, then nodded in agreement.

"Very good." Howard put the three rolls of bills on the sink and wanted to continue talking about his subsequent plans, but the waitress ripped open two buttons on the chest of her uniform and knelt down.

Hastily!

Howard immediately realized he was misunderstood and quickly stepped back to explain, "That's not what I meant!"

The waitress knelt on the ground with her chest exposed, looking at him with a puzzled expression. Howard could only cover his eyes and not look at her. Then he said, "Anyway, you get up first. I want to trouble you with something else."

After more than ten seconds, Howard opened his fingers a little and saw that the waitress had stood up and buttoned her clothes. Only then did he dare to put down his hands.

"Huh!" Howard wiped the nonexistent cold sweat, cleared his throat and said, "There are two other people coming with me."

The waitress nodded to indicate that she understood.

So Howard continued, "That woman is my friend, you don't have to worry about it, but the girl's name is Lucy, and she's separated from her family. We're helping her find her parents."

"Just now, I found out this girl's home address through some means, but I don't want others to know that I have this ability, so I need you to tell us this girl's home address on my behalf."

"What do you need me to do?" asked the waitress.

Howard pointed to her chest, where there was a pen in the upper pocket. The waitress handed the pen to Howard, who then tore off a piece of toilet paper, wrote an address on it, and returned it to her along with the pen.

"I need you to act with me," Howard said. "Just pretend that you know this girl's parents, so you know their address and can recognize this girl. The address I wrote to you is this girl's address. Make sure you remember it clearly."

"Then you have to pretend to recognize the child and find an opportunity to tell us the child's address." Howard said, "You don't have to worry about what happens next. We will send the child back to his parents at the address."

The waitress glanced at the contents of the paper and said, "No problem."

Howard then pushed the three rolls of bills on the sink to the waitress and said, "This is your reward. Remember to keep it a secret for me. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."

After saying that, Howard was about to leave, but the waiter reached out to stop him.

"Is there anything else you want to talk about?" Howard asked puzzled.

"Why not add one more item to the cooperation?" The waiter suddenly came close to Howard, and the warm breath mixed with perfume blew on Howard. Howard stepped back again and again, and finally sat on the sink.

"Stop, stop!" Howard made a stopping gesture: "Someone may come here at any time."

The waiter grabbed Howard's hands, then straddled his legs and said with a meaningful smile, "Oh? Are you refusing just because you're afraid of being discovered? We can go to the inner compartment..."

"Goo!"

Howard swallowed and quickly analyzed in his mind how to refuse politely without hurting the other party's self-esteem, while also allowing the other party to continue cooperating with him.

But before he could think of anything, the waitress had put her lips close to Howard's ear, blew gently, and then said, "It's very rude to speak to a lady in such a frivolous tone with money in your hand, little brother."

Then before Howard could recover, she let go of Howard and left.

There were two rolls of bills left on the sink.

A confused Howard sat on the sink blinking, and it took him a long time to realize that he was being teased.

Damn it! Why is the Empire filled with Slaanesh elements? How did the Empire become like this?!

"Do you know this child?" Arabelle became alert when she heard the waiter's words.

"Of course, her parents often come here to dine, don't they, Lucy?" The waiter looked at Lucy with a smile again.

But Lucy shrank back behind Howard in fear and replied, "I...I don't know you..."

"How can we believe that you are telling the truth? Can you contact her parents?" Arabelle asked again.

"No," the waiter replied, and then she added, "But who are you? You are not Lucy's relatives, are you?"

Howard knew that if he didn't say something at this point, he would be in trouble, so he said, "The child has been separated from her parents. We are taking her to find them."

"That's a coincidence," the waiter said. "Although I can't contact her parents right now, I still know where she lives."

"Where is her home?" Howard asked.

The waiter took out the pen from his chest and the note on the table and wrote an address, but did not give it to Howard.

"Fifteen percent service charge." The waiter said with a smile.

Howard was about to pay the tip when Arabelle held his hand.

"How can you guarantee that the address you wrote is real, and not just a random address you made up to fool us?" Arabelle asked.

"If you insist on doubting it, just pretend that I never said these words." As he said this, the waiter was about to tear up the note.

"Wait, wait!" Howard rushed out to stop them. He then counted out a few bills from his pocket and placed them on the dining cart, saying, "I believe it."

The waiter kissed the note and handed it to Howard.

Howard reached out to take the note, but the waiter didn't let go immediately. Instead, he blatantly touched Howard's finger with his index finger in front of Arabelle before letting go.

"Well, happy trading, and enjoy your meal."