Balch was a real neat freak. He always hiit the bathroom before wrapping up any meal, even if it was just for a quick hand wash.
This had become a long-term habit, and his friends were used to it.
He pushed the door to the bathroom, finding it empty.
Meanwhile, back in the private dining room where Seraphina was, Terrell was sitting comfortably, reaching out for the cream of mushroom soup that the waiter was bringing over.
But before he could get a grip, the waiter's hand loosened.
The soup dish fell on the table, splashing most of the soup on Terrell.
Terrell jumped up, "What the hell, man?"
"I'm so sorry, sir!" The waiter rushed to apologize, grabbing some napkins to clean Terrell up.
But Terrell pushed him away, disgusted.
"Why don't you head to the bathroom and freshen up? I'll get you a clean set of clothes right away," suggested the waiter.
"What are you waiting for?" Terrell said coldly.
The waiter apologized as he walked out of the private dining room. Terrell tossed the tissue he had in his hand onto the table and once again headed towards the restroom.
He hurriedly pushed open the door, lowered his head, and picked up a hand towel from the basin to wipe off the soup stains from his clothes. After almost finishing, he discarded the towel and looked up, only then realizing that there was someone else beside him.
As soon as he saw who it was, Terrell's face changed color.
But Balch was just washing his hands as usual, not missing a beat.
"Mr. Lawson…" Terrell finally managed to say after a moment of hesitation.
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