The young waiter had already pushed the cart in front of the two little cubs, his cart filled with an array of exquisite fruit platters, with fruits cut into small square shapes neatly arranged on a transparent crystal plate.
Little Jinzi swallowed and, remembering the big thing he had to do, shook his head: "No, thank you!"
Little Taotie, full of curiosity, asked: "Brother, how did you recognize us?"
The young waiter laughed, pointing to the remote control airplane hovering above their heads, "Your names are written on it."
Little Taotie and Little Jinzi looked in the direction he pointed and saw their tiny names on the airplane.
Little Taotie admired: "Brother, your eyesight is amazing."
The young waiter bragged, "If only my grades were better, I'd be fit to be in the Air Force!"
After a brief chat, the young waiter went off to deliver the fruit platters, and Little Taotie and Little Jinzi returned to the room.
