Hearing the woman, Edea felt as through her throat was closing up and her heart was beating faster. Reaching down, the blonde turned the handle and pressed the door open. “Miss Xu?” She asked, looking down at her paper to make sure she got the name correct. Stepping in and closing the door behind her, she glanced over to the lady sitting at the desk. “Hello, my name is Edea Lee, I’m in the culinary program over at the University of New Bodhum.” She politely explained.
She looked up, and sighed.
Not dinner, then. She was going to strike fear into the hearts of the employees of Lucky Duck after this.
"Is there something I can help you with?" she asked, forcing patience into her voice as she glanced down at her desk ledger— there was a small notation of an NBU student coming by today.
God, was it that late already? Apparently. She shut the file in her hands and set it neatly in front of her, regarding the young woman, waiting for her to continue.
Noticing the woman look up at her, Edea quickly fumbled her hands some. She definitely looked as intimidating as everyone said. Maybe she should have gone to the car garage instead.
Clearing her throat, she finally spoke up, trying to push her nervousness aside and seem professional. “For a project we are supposed to find someone and cook them a dinner.” Edea quickly reached into her bag, pulling out a form explaining it then holding it out to her. “I got your address and decided to try here. Would it be okay for me to do so? I can make dinner for you and someone else, if you have someone else.” Wow, way to sound completely awkward Edea. Good job.