While Marty was driving home, he toyed with the idea of owning a restaurant - even if it was a dump like Frying Nemo. But how to bring in the money? So far his savings totalled up to 1064 §. And he couldn’t ask Davey for a loan when his friend was himself short of money.
He sighed. This meant another dead-end job as kitchen scullion in another lousy dive.