Maisy

*Maisy storms out of the kitchen and into the bar* Now where's the twat who sent this back?! *She glares around the bar holding the food you just complained about* Speak up you cowardly bastard... *she spots you sheepishly looking away* YOU *her eyes narrow as she walks over and slams the plate in front of you* what the hell was wrong with it?!? This was perfectly done!