"Don't worry. From now on, leave Red Restaurant to me. I'll fight our way to the top and make it legendary in the culinary world." Moanna's lips curled into a soft smile as she dramatically thumped her chest, her pledge making Tracy chuckle. Her best friend totally had Hollywood potential—if she didn't end up acting, it'd be a waste. She's totally Oscar material.
"Alright, enough joking." Tracy's tone turned serious as she handed over a key. "This opens the supply cabinet. Just email me the daily updates from now on. I'll still approve all new dishes—even remotely. Keep me in the loop about everything." With that, she pulled out a well-worn leather notebook from the cabinet, ready to pass it to Moanna.
"After tasting your dishes last time, I knew you were amazing. Time to make good on my
