Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  When the waiter saw the lady’s smiling face, he felt the sanctity of her being and was enamored.

  “Waiter?” The lady urged.

  “Oh, we only have four third-class rooms left.” The waiter returned to his senses and blushed.

  Only four rooms, how was that enough for them?

  “Make him get us twenty rooms.” The leader of the group said.

  “This…” The waiter was distressed. “Sorry, Master. We have rules he..