Alvin finally finished dealing with Beckett and found Little Ginny and the others eating and drinking to their hearts' content...
Seeing Little Ginny with grease all over her mouth, Alvin tenderly handed her a napkin and wiped her face, then found a bib and tucked it into her collar...
Little Ginny was washing down her roast meat with lemonade and eating with gusto. She smiled sweetly at Alvin and said, "Daddy, this 'foeldi' is really delicious!
Let's eat this all the time from now on..."
Alvin glanced at a chef in a tall hat who was hovering around Pepper and Fox, trying to curry favor with them. He smiled and sat down beside Little Ginny. "Next time you find something delicious, remember to compliment the chef first.
A Michelin reserve chef really is a little better at cooking than Daddy!"
Little Ginny scrunched up her nose and thought it over. "No, Daddy's cooking is still the best!"
That satisfied Alvin. What could be more motivating than praise from your own daughter?
So what if her grades were a little low? They could still get by on people skills!
Nick was pretending to be a big shot, swirling half a glass of juice in a wineglass. Once Little Ginny had nearly finished eating, he said to Alvin, "Buddy, when are you coming back to Hell's Kitchen?
You need to do something about Big White and Caesar. And that Sapling, always running around everywhere, is so annoying. My Wilde's been bullied so much lately that he's getting depressed...
Shang-Chi's been in a terrible mood lately, and Jessica's been really irritable too!
I asked her what was wrong, and she told me to get lost...
That's a challenge. Sooner or later, I'm going to teach Shang-Chi a lesson!"
Looking at Nick's obnoxious, troublemaking