They ordered a massive platter of BBQ ribs, along with a side of loaded potato skins.
They also got a massive sundae that looked absolutely delicious.
Owen didn't peel the cajun crawfish for Claire himself, as he was the type who preferred to be pampered.
Fortunately, this restaurant had a unique feature: every table came with a dedicated server.
With the staff handling the messy work of shelling the seafood, the guests didn't have to lift a finger.
Claire was more than happy to sit back and relax.
Their server was a pretty girl with incredibly nimble fingers.
She focused intently on her task, only occasionally exchanging a few words with Owen.
Judging by their casual banter, it was obvious they knew each other well.
He was clearly a regular here.
Owen was a big spender and always tipped generously.
All the girls working there were more than eager to wait on him.
This particular server, Macy, had been working here for two years and made a killing in tips thanks to her gorgeous face.
However, she always knew her boundaries and never made the guests uncomfortable.
For instance, right now, Macy thoughtfully placed the first peeled crawfish onto Claire's plate.
She discreetly checked Owen's expression, breathing a sigh of relief only when she saw he wasn't annoyed.
"Try it, the flavor is phenomenal," Owen said to Claire with a smile.
"It's definitely a bit different from what you're used to in Apex."
Claire took a bite of the meat. It was incredibly flavorful, and she nodded, praising the dish.
Macy's technique was flawless—clean, efficient, and incredibly fast.
Even with two people eating, her solo efforts easily kept pace with their appetites.
Of course, this was partly because they had ordered a massive feast, not just the seafood boil.
Claire had quite the appetite, and more than half the meat ended up on her plate.
Owen constantly served her different dishes.
"Well, if it isn't Mr. Churchill. What brings you to this part of town?"

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