Early next morning.
Spalding, who gets up early, comes to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the group.
Robb, the valet's lack of energy, almost rises with the group of witches.
As he pushes the door out, just in time to see Madison, dressed as finely as ever, come out and wave at him with a smile: "Hey, Robb, good morning."
Robb responded: "Good morning, Madison."
The other person is in a good mood at this moment and does not seem at all affected by what happened last night.
As expected, he has been in Hollywood since he was a child, and his mental adjustment ability is extraordinary.
Robb, who thought so, greeted Zoe who was following him again, and by the way, he took the initiative to give him a kiss.
Madison, who was on the side, didn't shy away, but looked at it all with a curl.
The three of them go downstairs together.
Arriving at the restaurant, Robb, who realized that he was working, came to the kitchen and simply struck.
Spalding glanced at him without signifying anything.
Robb had to say he was lucky to have a capable boss who wanted his men to be lazy and do nothing.
Not only that, but in cases where he did very little, he received far more praise than Spalding.
Such a server is definitely more fortunate for Robb.
"Robb, today's breakfast was delicious." Ignoring Spalding, who was working hard on the side, Madison looked at Robb with praise on his face.
Robb couldn't help but take credit for others in his arms.
He shrugged: "Thanks for the compliment, today's breakfast was basically made by Spalding, I just cut the fruit."
Madison smiled unabatedly: "I'm talking about fruit. No wonder it tastes delicious today, Robb, you cut it so artistically. Spalding, when you have time, you have to learn from Robb, and don't make food look ugly all day long."
God's cut is too artistic.
Robb himself didn't know that he could have such an effect by just stabbing him twice.
But a beautiful woman took the initiative to praise herself, and he was not a straight man, so he naturally complied: "Thank you for the compliment, I will continue to work hard."
Bang!
The two porcelain plates made a crisp crashing noise.
Spalding, who was cleaning up the empty plate, couldn't stand it anymore and faced the nonsense of the dog men and women, clasped the plate in his hand, and left with a gloomy expression.
Madison, who has always disliked him, won't spoil him:
"Spalding, losing your temper is not a good thing. As a service object, I asked you to improve your cooking skills. Is there any problem? If you have an opinion in your heart, then speak up and listen."
"Almost forgot, Spalding your tongue is broken. How'd that be done, then? It was you who did bad things with your tongue? Or is the licking too bad?"
Spalding glares at Madison and storms off.
"Don't go, Spalding. Show me the base of your tongue, maybe I can help you recover with magic."
Madison looked at Spalding's back playfully and said.
She didn't turn back until the other person disappeared, picked up Robb's good-looking eyebrows and said: "There is only one person in the position of the witch butler. "One day I'll get Spalding away, Robb, remember to thank me.""
"Unexpectedly, Robb, who had this idea when Madison criticized Spalding, said helplessly: "Thank you Madison for your kindness!". However, I am still very satisfied with my current position."
He's not willing to do it if he really has to wait from morning to night like Spalding.
But bitch Madison's fighting prowess is really good.
Not only physically, but spiritually.
If you take such a person out, you must be afraid of both humans and ghosts.
Robb was firmer in his thoughts.
.....
The young witches have all arrived at the restaurant.
Just as the crowd was eating breakfast and watching the morning news on the television.
Da-da-da-da-da-da-
"Hey, girls, I'll give you this morning's class in Cordelia's place." In a black dress, the fashionably dressed Fiona, the Witch Supreme, makes her official debut.
I saw her acting resolutely: "I have seen all your information, you want to make a name for yourself in this 'broken magic school', it is simply a fool's errand, not to mention that my daughter is confused and doesn't know how to teach you well. Today we're going on a field trip, get ready to go."
"Who are you?" Madison, who was unhappy with Fiona's demeaning tone of waiting for someone, frowned and said, "Could it be some old man who escaped from a madhouse?"
Before he could finish speaking, Robb hurriedly grabbed him and let him speak.
This girl, sometimes really brave.
Faced with a supreme witch who is most afraid of aging today, she dares to rub salt in her wounds and say, "Isn't this looking for death on her own?".
Madison, though, was not wrong in her mind.
Robb looks at Fiona, and although the other person is wearing a famous brand and various precious cosmetics on his face, he still cannot hide his aging appearance.
Ordinary people are not yet willing to accept this reality.
Not to mention the Witch Supreme, who has great power.
Robb did not dare to look much, lest his expression reveal his inner thoughts.
Originally hearing Madison speak, Fiona was also prepared to teach her a lesson.
However, after seeing Robb come to the stop, her freshly reached hand also stopped.
"Stupid and mean little witch, sometimes you should really learn from educated people. Instead of being pathetically illiterate like the Hollywood bitch gang."
After Fiona sneered at Madison, she turned to Robb again and said in a better tone, "I like polite young people. Robb, huh, I kind of understand now why you're here. Do your job well, and while serving witches, you will also receive rewards that ordinary people have never had."
"I'll work hard." Robb said respectfully.
Fiona nodded and then snapped her fingers, and in the astonished gaze of the young witches, she saw in an instant the candles burning spontaneously on all the candlesticks in the hall.
"Act now, immature witches."