The man shook his head. "There must be something wrong. I just ordered a chicken."
"Yes," Lamia replied. "And this is your order."
She pushed the box towards him, and immediately, the unmistakable scent of spice and Dragon's Whiskers hit his nose. This was definitely the famous McTony's chicken that he had been craving!
Yet, instead of waiting until his legs ached, the restaurant was able to deliver the chicken before he could even count the change they gave him! He almost couldn't believe it.
"What…what is this?" the man asked, befuddled.
"This is a take-out order, sir. As the name implies, you can take out the chicken out of the restaurant and eat it wherever you like!"
The helpful Lamia opened the box for him, revealing the pristine and glistening skin of the chicken. He could almost imagine the crisp.
"A fork and a knife is included with the take-out, so you can consume it at home or in your carriage," she said, pointing to the wooden utensils right next to the chicken.
