Setting: Tail end of the lunch rush, about 1:15pm
Interaction with: [@KillBox]

[i]Charles moving about the tavern behind the bar by the grill and cocktail area dumps several orders of wings and french fries for different patrons at the bar, cooking everything in 30 seconds or less having previously cooked them before the rush.  He gets them out to the people with a smile.[/i] [color=1a7b30]"Enjoy your wings."[/color] [i] Charles would say serving 4 orders of the wings to a group at the bar. The orders coming in fast and continuous for several hours, before long Charles would be sweating, constantly standing over his grill, dropping food into the fryer or frying on the grill a number of different meals a bit more involved than wings and fries.  As the lunch rush begins dying off he starts to relax. 

A moment after starting to relax he notices Ryan walk in and look around.  Waving him over to an empty seat directly in front of the grill area he grabs his towel from his coat and wipes his face off, the sweat covering his face in droplets.[/i] [color=1a7b30]"Come on over, I'll take care of you."[/color] [i]He would say, still smiling warmly as ever.  If nothing else, Charles was always eager to serve people and make them happy with his food.  He grabs a menu and places it on the bar for Ryan and pours him a glass of ice cold water before he even would arrive and have it waiting as well.[/i] [color=1a7b30]"Just let me know when you are ready to order."[/color]