Rahul enters the café first, waving at his friends with excitement. Neha sits near the window, wearing a bright scarf, while Aman looks up from his phone and grins. Pooja sips water, her eyes lighting up when she sees everyone arrive.
"Hello everyone!"
"Hi Rahul!"
"Good evening!"
"Good evening," she adds, her voice cheerful.
"I want a cup of tea," Rahul says, picking up the menu.
"Me too. I like hot tea," Neha replies, her eyes twinkling.
"I prefer ginger tea," Aman says, pointing at a picture of a ginger root.
"Tea is my favorite drink," Pooja adds with a smile, hugging her cup.
"Excuse me!" Rahul calls out politely.
Waiter, a friendly young man, comes over with a notepad.
"Four cups of tea, please,"
"Sure," the waiter replies, jotting down the order.
"This tea is very good," Neha says after taking a sip, her hands wrapped around the warm cup.
"Yes, it is tasty," Aman agrees, enjoying the aroma.
"I enjoy tea with friends," Pooja says, glancing around the table.
"Me too. Tea time is fun," Rahul adds, and everyone laughs together.
"Let's split the bill," Rahul suggests, laying some cash on the tray.
"Yes, good idea," Neha agrees, and the friends share a happy moment as they pay together.
"Thank you, please visit again," the waiter says, nodding with appreciation.
"We will. This café is nice," Aman replies, and the friends gather their things, ready to leave.
"See you tomorrow!" Pooja calls out, waving.
"Bye everyone, take care!"
"Good night, friends!"
"Good night! Let's meet again soon," Aman says as they all head home, carrying happy memories of tea time together.
