Unfiltered Story #172108

(I work at a sushi restaurant and that particular night we were holding an event upstairs in our private dining room/bar. I am standing by the host stand directing people where to go and these two girls walk in.)

Me: Hi there, are you here for the event tonight?

Girl 1: Yes, we are.

Me: It will be right up the stairs.

Girl 2: (under her breath) Well, obviously.

(As the two girls head up the stairs, I overhear one of them say.)

Girl 2: It smells like rice in here.