Sargeras' words put a smile on the nervous waitress's face again. Yabemiya's tension was gone. She suddenly felt even a demon looked less frightening if he was a customer. She nodded. "Welcome."
Her smile surprised him. It was such an innocent smile, like fresh morning dew on the top of a mountain, softening his lava heart.
Such a beautiful smile! he thought. Just the sight of her smile was enough to chase away his gloom. He smiled back, put down his iron chair, and seated himself at the table by the door. She should be a waitress. He managed a smile. "I'd like five roujiamos," he said, trying to lower his voice.
Yabemiya nodded, smiling. "Okay, please wait a moment." She strode towards the kitchen. Now that all the orders had been taken, she started serving food.
"Good morning, Big Bald Head," Amy said to Sargeras like an old friend. He might look frightening, but Amy found him mild.
