The rustle sounds of the whisk against the aluminum bowl accompanied by the high pitch of the kettle pot and the millions sounds of knifes and more in the kitchen was almost ironically compare to the fancy and soothing music playing outside, hiring a pianist was really a good idea.  Wendy saw the place, scanning around, searching for anything that wasn’t right, biting her lips, while playing with the pencil in hand ready to take notes, she was aware that everything was fine but, like a person trying to play a prank, the main chef was always in alert just in case.

“Did you find any anomaly, Wen?” A woman, slightly taller than her, appear right beside her, wearing a suit with a red bow, something that always get into Wendy.

“How many time have I told you to wear a tie, and why red? Haven’t you caught much attention lately Seulgi?” The girl laughed, leaning her arms on the chef’s shoulder, which she shake off rapidly.

“It’s my essence Wen. That way I could see which one of this ladies are into me.”

A waiter came handle a big tray with multiples side dishes, both of them didn’t say anything until there were alone again. Seulgi remain having her playful grin until she heard a ticking sound repeat over and over again, then she frown.

“Can you stop pushing that poor cap? You are going to ruin another pen Wendy” She stopped looking briefly to the girl before looking anywhere, breathing deeply she let go on the pen and put down her notes. Seulgi once again chuckled seeing her.

“Maybe you need to loosen up, why don’t we go out after work? Like old times.” Wendy saw how her friend started to shake her shoulder a little bit, grinning and moving her brows up and down, dancing in a dorky way. She stopped, still chuckling, her eyes traveling to a girl she spotted at the entrance. 

“I don’t know, I still have to come up with new dishes. People are getting boring.” Again the frown appear on Seulgi’s face.

“Aha, tell me who has said that? Come on Wendy, you need to get out of your routine. You are going to burn out here, oh, I know! Why don’t you call that girl you talk before?” Wendy got distracted for the moment once she felt her phone buzzed, two messages shows up on her screen. One was Irene.

“What?... Who?” There was not the place to let herself be distracted by the actress, putting back the phone, she recall about what were they talking.

“That pretty chic that was in the kitchen on that birthday party we work on, she was an actress? I couldn’t look that well, either way, she was hot, at least better than…”

“I know who you mean and yes, that hot girl you saw was an actress and no, I won’t tell who she was and please go to work, that’s why a pay you.” The last thing she needed right now its Seulgi knowing that she knew Irene, the famous actress and that they have been talking from time to time.

The main chef walk into the kitchen with Seulgi following behind, she took a little spoon and began to taste the different sauce that were made so far.

“You are not funny my pal but hey, if you want to have a secret affair with that chic I won’t blame you; anyway, I mean it, about going out tonight, what do you say? There is going to be an underground party, those are always the best.”

“Taste this. I think a little too salty?” The young waitress taste it, crunching her face the moment her tongue touch such a thing.

“I think a little is way too modest.” Wendy gave direction to the one in charge on making it, continuing her tasting until the last one, that’s when she turn back to her friend.

“I don’t know, it’s been ages since the last time I went to a party for the purposes of having fun.” Both of them didn’t say a word at all.

“Ok, I just hear myself. Let’s go then.”

“Hell yeah!”

Once the night fall out, Wendy put in charge one of her coworker that night. It was strange for her to leave work so early and it was even stranger for her to actually go to a party. It was true, it has been ages since she went to one.

 “Are you ready? This is going to be lit! You and I together in another adventure!”

Seulgi beaming in excited, taking little steps while walking down the street. Wendy feeling a little embarrassed about her behave, slow down a bit.

“Ok Seul, calm down.”

“Calm down? You live up!”

Both walked a little more, stopping at the time when the traffic light turned red. One standing and waiting patiently for the light to change, the other jumping side to side, like trying to ease her energy.

The light turn green for them, following the bunch of people that for an instant share the same direction before split their way at the end of intersection, Wendy saw how a whole group of teen were laughing non-stop, followed them from behind a pair of man who seemed to have had a very long day of work, she also saw a pair of young woman, probably in her age, passing by, talking non-stop, no noticing how a man walking the other way around stared them lustfully and it wasn’t enough time for the man to noticed her and her friend, which remain her on something.  

 “Why in hell you make me wear a dress while you just practically are wearing the work uniform?”

 “I told you before, I need to stand out there, let the girls knows I play on their side and you know I really hope you catch someone’s eyes and fool around with you.”

“Why would you do that? I can’t fool around when I…”

“Just for tonight Wen, you need to loosen up and besides I know you really need a little bit of action.”

“Oh dear God, you better no abandon me there, you hear me Seulgi!”

The bear-looking girl grinned, no promise such thing. “Come on Wen! We almost got there.”

The latent music, shattering everyone's ears in there; dancing as if there were no tomorrow, drunk people everywhere, some already passing out, other singing along and some other making tonight the best one. Or so they said.

“I thought it was underground, what the hell is this?” Wendy grab by the shoulder her friend dragging her to a corner while Seulgi tried not to spill from her beer

“It’s a party that evolve to… a biggest party” She said before drinking. Wendy couldn’t believe she was convinced to leave her work for this. She regretted already.

“Come on Wen, let’s go dance for a bit.” She didn’t wait for the chef to answer as she held her hand dragging her to the center of the place, well what it seems was the center anyway.

A bumping song came, Seulgi started to dance, moving along to the funky sound. Wendy laughed for a bit but in the end she couldn’t help but to start moving, the hell song was good.

As the music started to build, the two friend were dancing front to front, Seulgi took Wendy hands swinging them. The scene itself look like one of those teenage movies that were in a club moving, laughing and everything around.

Seulgi in the mid of her dancing smirked, to Wendy she just said “I will be right back.” Which the chef just nodded and continuing dancing, that until she felt someone grabbing by her waist turning her all the way, facing a boy, taller than her, shirtless and sweating.

“Hello there.” He said with a cocky smile. He was handsome, Wendy could see that. “I’m Erick.”

“Nice meeting you.” She said out of polite and without waiting she left the place before anything could advance. Unlucky, the boy follow her to the bar, Wendy order a bottle of water, Erick another beer.

“Didn’t catch your name, sweetheart.” The bottle of water was open, Wendy saw the guy eyeing on her like a piece of meat; she sighed before taking a long gulp of water.

“Wendy.” Ultimately she said, the boy named Erick grinned from ear to ear, as if knowing the name was a great prize in his foolish and imaginary competition.

Pretty name, just like you.-

Thank you.- Wendy could not feel more uncomfortable than at that moment, and desperately trying to find some trace of her friend. She frowned at the fact that there was no whereabouts of her. She was going to kill her that was for sure. "Well Erick, it was a pleasure to meet you but I have to go."

“Come on sweetie, let’s chat for a bit.” He said at the same time he was holding the little chef between his arms. Now he was between the piece of moron and the bar counter. It was hard not to roll my eyes. If this was the kind of action which Seulgi suggested, she would have preferred to be at work a thousand times, where at least she would be more comfortable or where she could check her phone without it looking so apathetic ... her phone ... God! She had a message from Irene that had not opened.

“I really don’t want to, now can you move please?”

She pushed him but the guy did not agree so easily, that was until Wendy kicked part of his shin, he writhed in pain, what Wendy did not know was that the guy was a professional soccer player and had recently had a small accident. That information was unnoticed for her, the moment when he let down the guard, Wendy went straight to the entrance of the place and tried to call her friend, which did not respond.

While contemplating what to do, the guard approached her.

"You are Wendy?" She nodded doubtfully, how did he know his name? "Your friend ... what was her name ... Solgi?"

"Seulgi!" Wendy said that when she heard the name of her friend, she forgot any trace of fear.

"Yes, yes, well she went with someone, she left me in charge to tell you."

“Oh, really?” She asked back, it was typical of Seulgi.

“Yes, now I got to go. You need a cab or something?”

“I’m fine, thanks.”

Damn Seulgi and her hormones, now she was stuck there alone. Seeing all the people that were there, she recognized Erick, he was looking for something.

The music followed its rhythm while all the people danced to the sound of it, Wendy saw, among all the people, Erick, seemed to be looking for something or someone, a chill ran down her back, it would be a mistake to see him again.

When she left the place, the cold night wind shook her, she had not noticed the insistent pain that her feet felt at that moment.

"Last time I wear hills." She said to herself, walking a few blocks closer to the intersection that had previously pass. She took out her phone and before even calling for a taxi, she saw the notification of a message again.

We should see each other.-

A few simple words that for Wendy seemed a good distraction, however the time was not adequate, or so she thought. Without more, she answer right away, it wasn’t like the actress would invited her at this time....

Of course it was not the case.

Can we meet? I know its late but.-

The message wasn’t finished but Wendy could feel the uncertainty of the actress. She smiled from ear to ear. She saw a small coffee shop and text her right away where she was. Not even a second passed when the actress just said

On my way.

Before crossing the street, she send another text, this time a not-so friendly text to Seulgi. Feeling content with it, she walked to the place, she was, for some reason, a little bit nervous about seeing the actress. They have been texting but never actually met, at least not on purpose. There was still a part in Wendy where she couldn’t believe her luck, to actually see the actress and even talk to her. She has her phone number! That was still remain unbelievable for her.

She arrived first, the coldness she felt now it was vanish by the warm heat from every coffee and hot chocolate served that night. A waiter came but she didn’t order yet.

“I’m waiting for someone.” She said really content about it, the waiter didn’t flinch about the enthusiasm of the girl and just excuse himself. Wendy looked around while she wait, she find herself looking back at her reflection through a small mirror. She forgot the dress she was wearing, her mind took a minute to swear on Seulgi, she was going to pay for the night…

But just then, she saw her through the own reflection of the window, the young actress came close to one of the employees, who seem recognized her, Wendy saw how Irene smile kindly to them, a little bit shy for some reason. Still in star-struck, the same employee pointed out where Wendy was. This time the chef stop looking through the mirror and sit straight. Irene looked at her and the actress couldn’t help but to smile even wider. For her felt like ages since the last time she saw the chef and maybe it was for the dress she was wearing but Wendy looked hotter that night, something Irene didn’t want to think about that much.

“Hello you.” Wendy said once the actress took sit, she saw how the actress put a bag at the end of the table, seems little packed. “You go somewhere?”

“No, not at all, it just something I made but let’s put that aside for a bit.”

This time the waitress came and smiled, Wendy thought how just a few minutes ago the same person was just like a dead zombie. They took turn to order, Wendy was craving for a hot chocolate, while Irene just order a cappuccino.

“So, are you going to explain your dress or this what you wear normally?” The Chef felt how the blood came in rush to her head, especially to her cheeks. Wearing a dress was something Wendy wasn’t fond and only in a few occasion, she actually could it count with her bare hands, find herself inside of one of those piece of clothes.

“I went to a party with Seulgi but she ditched me there so I didn’t find any reason to stay, I even got off early from work to go with her.” There were three thing that Irene didn’t like about what Wendy said. One, the fact that she went to a party wearing that dress, short enough to show her beautiful legs. Two, that someone would abandoned her in a wherever place their went and three that this Seulgi girl was really close to the Chef, cause if there was something was sure about, let’s put aside the fact that the actress use the internet to get to know more about the chef, Wendy was a person who work means a lot and she just went early from it for this girl…

“Seulgi?” Irene ask at the end, she needed to know who was she and what it mean to Wendy… not that she care, of course…

“Oh, she is my friend, my best friend actually, we met in high school and we have been stuck together since then. She and I work together.”

Ok, so this girl is important to Wendy.

“That’s cute, I don’t think I could stay friends with my former classmates.” The young actress look back to her high school years and she shuddered. “I have a best friend though I don’t really know him a long period, his name is Jaehyun.”

“Oh? Wait is it he the one who wore shorts and red bow on that birthday party?”

“Yes, I told him not to dress like that…”

“I’m pretty sure he and Seulgi would match right away.”

They both laughed, it was a warm feeling for them, even though the night was at its peak, they enjoyed their time alone, Irene could not stop seeing her, even if she tried to, there was something in Wendy's eyes that hypnotized her, while Wendy still in disbelief, she must had do something well in her past life to be rewarded in this way.

After a hot chocolate, came a strawberry milkshake, (which) completely countered one drink from another, Irene seemed a bit odd but could not care more, so she asked for one like.

“So are you going to tell me what is in your bag? Or is still a top secret?” Irene bit her lips, a trait she often used to show her shyness, she forgot about it, if she was honest. After her little meeting was over, she went straight home where she could see tons of grocery bags delivered by her dear and loyal friend Michael.

“Since you’d prepared something for me to eat, twice, I thought maybe I could do something back but honestly I’m not much about cooker, so…”

“Wait, you made something for me?” Wendy stopped eating, she must be wrong, right? Irene, Bae Irene, the superstar, made something for her, the word shocking wasn’t enough for her to say about how she felt; Irene on the other hand, couldn’t feel more embarrassed about it and she thought her first appear on a movie was horrendously embarrassing, for sure didn’t knew something like this would happen.

“It’s not much, since you like sandwich so much I thought” And she didn’t finish, she just took out of her bag a well wrapped squared like sandwich.

Irene gave her what she did with a beating heart, Wendy took it as if it were the most valuable possession she had in her hands, the chef did not know what to do, whether to open it right there or what, so she look back to the actress , who with tender eyes gave her the answer. Wendy unwrapped it carefully and in the end a perfect sandwich was on her plate, it was a Montecristo sandwich, she knew it very well, in her time at the university it was her favorite food, something simple but relatively complicated to make. You had to have a very established time control if you did not want to eat a strong fried egg bread.

"Try it and be honest, do not worry I can take a criticism very well." But Wendy saw the actress's trembling eyes, just as her hands kept touching each other again and again. Wendy nodded and took a bite, at once she wished that Irene had made more of these sandwich because Oh my God.

"You did it, seriously?"

"That bad?"

"Not at all! It is delicious!! Did you tried?" to which Irene just shook her head, she was busy trying to make it perfect.

"Here, you need to try it." Wendy turn around the bitten sandwich, Irene took it gladly and with Wendy looking at her she took a bite too, she couldn't believe it how good it was. Wendy smiled.

"Damn you are a good cook." The Chef bawl happy and content about the meal she was having. To be true it has been so long since someone actually made something for her and here she was with Irene. What a strange girl, indeed but  even so Wendy was grateful for the attitude of the actress, somewhere she had read the contradicting attitude of Irene compared to other celebrities.

“Thanks.” A shy voice came from her and Wendy with a tiny smile just looked her, she couldn’t recall what it was but something inside her felt warm.