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“One steak, medium rare, just as ordered,” the waiter declared. “Is there anything else I can get for you, Ms. Tiffany?” “No, that will be all. Thank you, Ricardo,” Tiffany replied as she began to cut into her steak. “Of course, ma’am. Is there anything else I can get for you?” “No, that will be all,” Tiffany replied. Ricardo did a polite bow, and turned to leave, but before he did so, Tiffany asked, “Ricardo, in your time serving my family, has there ever been an instance where someone forgot to pack up the proper amount of food?” Ricardo turned to Tiffany with a slight look of confusion on his face. “No, I can’t say that has ever happened, Miss Tiffany. Why do you ask? If you believe anyone among my staff has committed such an error, I would be more than willing to confront them on it.” “That will not be necessary, Ricardo. I do not believe it happened, which is exactly why I asked.” “Forgive me, ma’am, but I’m not sure I understand.” The blonde gave a