Lily leaned in and asked, “Mike is taking me
to meet a client today for lunch and asked me
to make a reservation. I’m not sure where to
- go. You’ve met Jones before, so I figured
you would know what he likes.”
This project was Mike’s group’s. Because of
my relationship with Mike, I had met Mr.
Jones before. But if you wanted to know his
food preferences, it’d be more appropriate to
ask Mike.
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I pretended to be confused. “Mr. Jones?
Which Mr. Jones? I know a lot of Mr.
Joneses.”
“Ugh, all these big shots are just showoffs.
Just don’t be cheap.”
Lily seemed to get the memo and left
disappointed.
Close to quitting time, Mike stood up and
asked Lily, “Did you make the reservation?
Don’t forget, Mr. Jones doesn’t eat lamb! We
can’t have any on the menu!”
Lily nodded. “Don’t worry, there won’t be
any.”
Mr. Jones was a huge client. If we could win
him over, everyone’s bonuses would double.
The boss left the office, and he called me,
Mike, and a few others to go to the
restaurant with Mr. Jones.
We got to the restaurant, and Mr. Jones and
his entourage arrived soon after.
Lily called a waitress to bring out the dishes.
Soon, a few small dishes came out. The
plates were so small, it was gone before it
even reached Mr. Jones.
The boss’s face darkened, and he gave Mike
a look.
Mike immediately raised his glass. “Mr. Jones,
this is our new intern Lily. She knows you’re
tired of eating fancy food, so she wanted to
get you some home–style dishes for a
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change. Sorry if you’re offended.”
I sat in the corner, biting back my laughter. At
this point, the food didn’t even matter. The
client just wanted to see your sincerity.
Getting these dishes was definitely insulting.
Mr. Jones smirked. “It’s fine. I’m sick of
eating rich people food too. I wouldn’t mind
something simple.”
Mike nudged Lily, and she stood up. “Mr.
Jones, I would like to give you a toast. The
main dish is coming soon. You won’t be
disappointed.”
Lily was young and pretty, and she wore
makeup for the occasion. Mr. Jones glanced
at her and smiled.
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A few minutes later, the door opened, and
Lily’s main course came out.
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I glanced at it. It looked like animal innards.
Lily was eager to impress, and she gave Mr.
Jones a bowl.
“Mr. Jones, you have to try it. This soup is the
restaurant’s specialty dish. You’ll love it.”
Mr. Jones took a sip and nodded. “Not bad.”
Then he used his spoon to dig around and
found a piece of animal innards. “Is this tripe
soup?”
Lily smiled “It’s lamb trine soup !!
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Lily smiled. “It’s lamb tripe soup.”
Everyone paled.
“The chef cleaned it thoroughly and used
spices, so it doesn’t taste like lamb at all!”
Mr. Jones was shaking. He dropped the bowl,
and it shattered on the floor.
The boss panicked. “Mr. Jones doesn’t eat
lamb! Didn’t you know that?!”
Lily gave a confused look. “Yeah, that’s why I didn’t get lamb, I got lamb tripe.”
“Lamb tripe is lamb! Are you stupid?!”
“It’s lamb tripe, not lamb. I specifically told
the chef to not put in any lamb meat!”
The boss rolled his eyes and wanted to curse
her to the end of the earth.
Mr. Jones stood up, shaking. His secretary
held him. “Mr. Jones is allergic to lamb!
Anything that has to do with lamb will affect
him!”
We were all shocked. An allergy can kill
people!
Lily looked confused. “I said it was lamb tripe,
not lamb. He only drank the soup. How can he
be allergic?”
Mr. Jones started breathing heavily.
The secretary tried to help Mr. Jones to the
hospital. The boss and Mike wanted to help,
but Mr. Jones pushed them away with all his
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