Margot:
You don't have to call him Chef, Tyler. I'm pretty sure he doesn't even know about your existence.
Tyler:
I kind of want him to...
Margot:
Like you?
Tyler:
Yeah. Kinda.
Margot:
Tyler, you're the customer. You're paying him to serve you. It doesn't really matter whether he likes you or not.
Tyler:
Right. Wait. What does that mean?
Margot:
Mmm. Nothing. Relax. Just eat your rock.
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