A Lively Morning
Stark had stayed at the Peace Hotel until ten that night before finally finding a suitable "nanny"...
Alita, a newcomer to the restaurant family, wanted something to do so she wouldn't become a burden to Alvin. So she'd volunteered to take care of little Morgan...
Sometimes Alvin couldn't help thinking that this robot girl was so thoughtful it hurt. Faced with those two "cruel" parents who clearly had something wrong with their heads, she showed a level of optimism beyond anyone's expectations.
Compared to the slightly overdramatic Mindy and his own little sister, who was like a young colt, Alita was an "angel." At least, that was how Stark felt after getting a good night's sleep...
Early the next morning, feeling refreshed, Alvin came into the restaurant's main hall and found Stark sitting at the table even earlier than he was.
He looked completely different from his haggard state the day before. He was holding a cup of coffee and reading that morning's newspaper, full of energy...
The old butler Albus was looking lively too. He sat at the bar with a cup of coffee, smiling as he watched the little Sapling pester little Morgan, who was sprawled across the counter.
Alvin watched as Sapling held a pair of colorful rattles in both hands. Whenever little Morgan started looking around for someone she knew, he'd shake them over her head to catch her attention...
Alvin sat down at the bar with a smile. Looking at Alita, who was busy making coffee, he said, "Hey, miss, you know what? You saved Stark's life—and our old butler's, too...
Yesterday, I thought old Albus wouldn't last a week..."
As he spoke, Alvin picked up little Morgan despite Albus's disapproving stare and kissed her. Then he dipped a finger in some