This is what I said with a pissy finger to my obnoxious (sales smile) brother.

"Sauce skin, five please!

"Hey, Maido"

The owner will box it, bag it and hand it to me. They did it, they did it. I can't believe they put it in their hands. What a loser. A bad fight, this one. Hand over the money and go for the bench. Let's eat, yeah, no, in the trash... no, Maricana, if you do such a waste. I just have to eat. I just have to eat......

Master Calcirust began to sit next to me and crush the onion.