Eileen went to the clerk, holding a lace fan for props in her hand. He had a strange expression on his face and asked, "Did you do something?"
Eileen was surprised and shook her head. She wondered if she had made a mistake and timidly looked around, but the clerk gestured toward the ceiling with his chin. "You know the box seat customer? The one who reserves all the top-floor seats for himself." the clerk observed Eileen's expression and said, "That customer is looking for you."
At the unexpected words, Eileen almost said, "What?" She barely managed to swallow the voice that was about to pop out and waited for the clerk to continue. "He said he wanted a staff member with glasses to serve him, but no matter how I think about it..." The clerk kept tilting his head. "You're the only one in our pub who wears glasses, right?"
