Manager Sylvia Winterpaw's Arc

Chapter 1 of 4

Sylvia Winterpaw adjusted her glasses and stared at the empty kitchen. The restaurant needed a head chef she could trust. Someone who understood her vision for the perfect Christmas dining experience. She ran her paw along the stainless steel counter and sighed. Three interviews tomorrow, and none of them felt right on paper. She walked back to her office and closed the door behind her. The space felt calm compared to the busy dining room outside. A small wreath hung on the wall, the only festive touch she allowed in here. Sylvia sat at her desk and opened the folder of applications again. Arctic Boughs deserved someone special. Someone who could create meals that made guests feel like they were home for the holidays. She pulled out her pen and started writing a new job posting. This time, she would ask the right questions. This time, she would find the perfect chef.