Hours later, everyone was at the table enjoying the feast made by Stacy.

William proudly praises her, "Honey, are you the waitress or are you the chef of the restaurant?"

Stacy smiles awkwardly. She doesn't want to talk about the restaurant, otherwise, she'll end up talking about the desire she had to see her boss only in beach trunks.

Simeon notices Stacy's nervousness and pours more gasoline into the fire, "I'm glad Marcelo Bento gave you the day off."

Stacy drops her fork noisily onto her dish as if she has paralysis in her right hand.

William doesn't understand her fear. "Thankfully, the girlfriend needs to receive her distant boyfriend....