Diamante rolled his eyes at the lines he had come to expect of Suntalia. "You know our deal as well as I, Sunny- 50% off yours, 20% off your guests'. We've gotta run a business here, after all." He looked in his parents' direction, who each gave him a nod. Diamante eased up at this and briefly put aside the rag he had been using to wipe down tables. "So, how many are we expecting? It's not a busy evening, save a few layabouts-" he smirked in the direction of Oni, who was lurking at a table in the corner. "I could spare you the big table, if you like."
Though a modest building, there were clear signs that The Solar Noodle was enjoying moderate success as of late. Tables were crammed in wherever they could fit, some ready to seat parties of six or more. The majority of regulars, however, took up seats along the bar, where they would sit and chat with Diamante and his parents as they ate. It was no wonder they had become so popular, with friendly staff, timely service, and pleasant lighting worthy of the name "Solar." But the work often wore on the family as word of their restaurant spread, and they were now desperately in need of more help. Slow days like these were a lovely reprieve for Diamante, and though he loved her dearly (and platonically!), he worried that Suntalia's presence meant bad things for his day of relaxation.