"Let's go, there's one over there." Jacob pointed to a small shop at the roadside. The owner of this small shop followed the latest trend and had placed a big poster in front of his door. He had also used the drama gimmick to attract more customers.
The business of this small restaurant was quite good, but it was already the middle of the night. Due to the effect of the influenza, very few people came out at night. Jacob and Zabrina found a table, and then ordered two bottles of beer and some fried chicken.
The beer was cold, and it was quite nice drinking cold beer during the hot summer.
Zabrina was afraid that greasy food would make her fat, therefore she carefully absorbed the oil on the fried chicken with a paper towel, and then she put it into her mouth with satisfaction.
