for the festival, becky had agreed to host a food stall for third street. while she had trusted staff members and chefs working shifts throughout the festival days, it was only fair that she took her turns as well.
"okay, andy, you can clock off and go and enjoy the festival" she smiled watching the guy sprint off into the sun. becky put her apron on and turned the the queue of customers
"next up! what can i get for you?"
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