Noel rubbed his forehead, “All fingers are not equal. You do not expect everyone to be as grand as you are. Treating people well, even when we do not really fancy them, is important.”
Darian sighed and buried his head in between his legs, his hands clasped over his head. He raised his head, “Apart from the fact that I do not like him, I also think his slow teaching is wasting our time. We should have our restaurant now.”
Noel smiled, “It is still no excuse for treating Marcus that way. We all have our burdens.”
Darian rose to his feet. “Let us go back to the kitchen. I promise to be patient with him, and any other slow person I find around this place.”
Noel grinned, “That’s the spirit!”
They went in and Marcus’s eyes shone. He began teaching them how to craft those delicate cakes that
