Pov.Lila
"A bottle of champagne," I tell the bartender, and I'm already wishing I was somewhere else. I put three glasses on the tray and head to the VIP area. It's like he's waiting for me to fail. I'm leaning over to pour them some alcohol when I hear the girls ' voice.
"Hurry up, waitress!" They do whatever they want.
"Pour me champagne! Your job is to serve the master!" Plato takes the glass and raises it higher so I can't reach it.
"Put it on the table!?"
"Who gave you permission to give orders, ragamuffin? You know who you're talking to? Your job is to clean the floors! " He looks at me defiantly, and by God, he came here on purpose.
I was angry at his arrogance and poured champagne on his head. No one doubted that Plato would go mad.
"Invite the administrator immediately!,
