"Here, you don't need to give it back. Don't worry, my business is doing well."
Noah hesitated a little when Chris handed him five $100 bills, so Chris had to reassure him with a smile.
"Dude, I can't just take your money."
"Relax, it's alright. You always took care of me, so this is nothing."
Noah left while scratching his head; he was still in a dilemma if he should take it or not, but soon that faded away when he sat in the Uber he called.
"Chris, Jim has been waiting for a long time now."
Tina's sweet voice broke his trance; Chris, nodding his head, went inside the diner. The cozy atmosphere inside is what Chris likes about this place. Although the time was 10:23 pm, there were still several customers around, some long-haul truck drivers and other regulars.
"Are you going to eat?"
"No, I have already eaten."
