Law blinked, a little bit surprised, shocked, scared and sad - all at once! "What are you t-talking about?!" he asked. This had never happened before. While he couldn't deny the possibility that one day he may be out of cash after eating, he didn't think that today would be that day. It seemed like Law's money was simply just running out on him. He couldn't live off of the money he got from sports prizes forever, after all. Maybe he was just slacking.
This actually made him think however, that even since he became a mage, he hadn't even bothered to take any jobs. Wasn't that the main purpose of mages anyways? It had to make him feel a bit embarrassed for not knowing in the first place. While Law was lost in thought, the waiter spoke again, snapping Law out of it. "So, how do you intend to pay for this?"
Law gave a thumbs up. "Don't worry sir, it'll be payed before you can count to eighty six thousand, four hundred second. Which is essentially 24 hours. My name is Law Valentine, so if I don't get it back, feel free to sue me or whatever. Sound good?"
The waiter sighed to himself, as if this kind of thing hadn't happened before. "I suppose so.. but if you don't get it within that 24 hours, you can never enter this establishment again. Understood?" A bit scared at the though of never having his favorite noodle dishes in Era again, Law gulped and nodded. "Understood, sir." The waiter nodded and sent him on his way as Law walked out of the building.
Taking a deep exhale, Law focused. He needed to get that money and fast. Luckily for him, this gave him an excuse to do real work as a mage, something that he had no experience in at all. But it seemed that mages worked often in this kind of setting, so really he was just behind the times was all.
Skipping forwards hours later..
Here Law was, with a job. It was quite simple really: a knight had lost his family's crest, and Law just had to look around the city of Era to find it in time. Luckily for him, he had a handy little drawing of the crest in his hand, so that made it a lot easier. The first step that Law should take as the best detective to ever grace the earth would probably have to be asking around at the people roaming the streets. They were bound to know something, or at least one of these 1000 people. Rolling up his sleeves, Law decided it was about time to get to work. Walking into the endless crowd, he was ready to find this crest and pay back the restaurant.
500/1000