A Table for Three

Owen and his friends planned to meet at a small restaurant at six. Owen arrived first and asked for a table for three. The server showed him a table by the front door. He sat down and looked at the menu.

At ten past six, Maya sent a message. Her bus was late, and she would arrive around half past six. Owen asked the server if he should order for everyone. The server said the kitchen would stay open until eight, so there was no need to hurry.

Owen ordered a drink and waited. When both friends arrived, they chose their own meals. Maya wanted soup, not the sandwich Owen had almost ordered for her. He was happy he had asked instead of guessing. A little waiting made dinner easier for everyone.