My feet were sticking to the greasy floor. It was the second time we stopped here even though the first time the floor was sticky too. Every few minutes the manager of this fastfood restaurant yelled all kinds of motivational slogans to her crew. It was admirable although the first time there was nobody but us in the restaurant. The second time it was us and Lena. First I saw her staring into nothing. She looked straight through me. I named her Lena but we did not talk, except for me asking if it was okay to take her photo. I think she was waiting for a job interview with the manager. It was a very short interview and Lena left on foot.