It I had a plate of spaghetti and when we were about to leave, I heard one of the customers talking about the same old man I heard of yesterday.

I went over and butted in.

Although I had no bad intentions, they thought otherwise.

Luckily, the same waiter that severed us came out and took me away.

We went outside and she slammed her hands together asking me to leave.

I looked at the name tag and saw her name was Natalia, I called trying to explain, yet she blocked me and went inside.

It seems everyone in the city is hot-tempered or is something strange going on.

Alma...