𐔖᥈ᥱ𐔏 ⲃ𐔖᥈ⲕ𐔖ⲃ

The restaurant was bathed in soft, subdued lighting, creating a cozy and tranquil atmosphere. The air was filled with the spicy aroma of freshly prepared dishes, coffee, and the subtle sweetness of desserts. Over the evening meal, guests engaged in lively but quiet conversations, interrupted only by the clinking of glasses.
Amidst this idyll, one patron stood out, as a real storm erupted at his table. The man, wearing an expensive but rumpled suit, his face flushed from the alcohol, was furiously shouting at the young waitress: he demanded a recalculation of the bill, insisting he'd been cheated. Pale and trembling, she explained that she'd double-checked everything and there couldn't have been any mistake, but the man remained adamant. His words grew harsher, veering into insults.
At that moment, Oleg, the restaurant's director, appeared in the room. Seeing the girl's frightened eyes fixed on him, he immediately approached the table.

"What's the matter?" His quiet but firm voice finally silenced the angry guest.