She nodded, smiling. “I’ll have the mushroom risotto, please.”
“Excellent choice,” Ethan replied, taking her menu and heading to the kitchen.
Meanwhile, a manager, alerted by the growing chatter, approached Ethan with a concerned expression.
“What’s going on here?” the manager asked, eyeing the elderly woman with suspicion.
“She’s our guest tonight,” Ethan replied calmly. “And she deserves to be treated with the same respect as everyone else.”
