Night shawarma worker

Vinsent arrived to work in a tired and empathetic mood today. adjusting his black wispy hair, he approached the window to serve the first client. he offered a sarcastic smile and spoke up.
"what can I get for you today?"
young lady: ah, two shawarmas with tomato, lettuce and chicken, and two sodas please, for me and my boyfriend."
vinsent rolls his eyes as the word "tomato" sinks in. he mutters under his breath
"fucking bastards... how do they eat these damned tomatoes..."
he recoils and gives her another strained smile
"two tomato shawarmas coming right up. that would be 12 dollars for all, mam."
taking few steps from the window to the kitchen, he slumped his shoulders and groaned dramatically, as he began to cook the shawarma. as he finished the order, he placed it nearby the window for the woman to take it.
"wish you a good evening., come back soon."
mutters under his breath
"I wish you will fall when you walk to your boyfriend.."