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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KitanaVorr" data-source="post: 894619" data-attributes="member: 9167">FU KIM Restaurant, Front RoomBellaire Chinatown, DIHO Mall3:20pmWorking alongside Ferris, a darker-skinned young man with a smile that never seemed to leave his happy face winked at his friend.  “That lady is pretty, Ferris-o, no?” he spoke with strong Latino accent as he gestured to the young woman just entering the café, one elbow digging into Ferris.Striking in more ways the one, the woman had a confident air about her that just begged for immediate consideration.  An exotic tilt to laughing eyes and a friendly mouth, she couldn’t help but command the attention of the restaurants patrons even as her gaze swept through the room, apparently searching for someone."Now my friend that is what I call a knock out." Ferris said standing up straight and grinning along with his friend.“Ferris, Hector,” a sharply accented voice barked at them from the back.  A tough old lady frowned at them gawking at her customers.  Pei-Pei Zhan never smiled much in her hard life and she wasn’t about to start now.  “Clean tables now.”Hector Morales rolled his eyes, carefully out of sight of who the two of them secretly called “the old she-dragon”.  Gathering the bins from his own tables, he started lugging them into the back of the kitchen.  “Why don’t you go help the girl find her table, man,” he whispered mischievously before disappearing into the back.Taking his friend’s advice, Ferris put the bin down, wiped his hands on his pants and headed toward the lady.  Now this is a good way to have some fun on the job.   He bowed gallantly. "Bonjour, jolie dame," his perfectly spoken French echoed in the room, a smile at the end of the greeting.  "This way to your table."Although she wasn’t particularly tall, the young woman had soft delicate features, full lips and exotically tilted almondine eyes that glowed a warm chocolate brown.  There was intelligence in those eyes and they sparkled for a moment when she first saw her sister.  Long black hair that reached down to her waist, she was dressed comfortably in jeans and a red cashmere sweater but Ferris could tell that those clothes had the mark of Banana Republic, the shoes of Prada, and the simple leather purse of Coach…all reasonably chic labels.“Oh,” the young woman spoke glancing at Ferris with wide clear eyes.  “Thank you.”  She smiled at him, walking beside him as he led her to the table.“Ferris!” Mrs. Zhang barked from the back, clearly wanting him away from the customers.  “Come in back.  Bring dishes.”  But he ignored her, easily done with a pretty girl beside you.</blockquote>

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