“You’re right, that man is an ass,” Anita cussed as she stepped into the kitchen and it caused a few heads of the waiter’s as well as cooks to turn to her. She sighed and placed her hand on her hip, “I didn’t mean to startle anyone and I am sorry if I did.”

“What man is that?” Jasmin asked as she fitted the spring roll into the box and placed it on the tray.

“Who else? Ass hat Jude!” she cussed again.

Jasmin's brow pulled together at her friend’s displeasure. “What did he do this time?”

“Be an ass like always and he wouldn’t let me take his order...