"Hello, excuse me, who's in charge of this patchwork circus?"
The little girl's father went from Patrick Star to the no-face male and asked.
Thinking they were there to complain and make trouble, Sister Ling stepped forward first, "If there's anything you need, please tell me."
"It's like this..."
Feeling that Patrick Star looked somewhat familiar but unable to recall where she'd seen him before, the little girl's mother spoke gently, "I noticed you guys have a bit of a single pattern. Is it possible to place a special order and have you join us for lunch and a simple birthday party? Today is her birthday."
The little girl, who was laying on her father's shoulder with tears still on her face, looked at He Sichen pitifully, "I also want to blow out candles and eat ice cream with Chihiro."
The young father looked nervously at everyone, "It won't take up too much of your time, about one to two hours, I guess. You can see how much would be appropriate to charge. We can pay first."
