The critic hated everything about the new restaurant. The menu was too limited. The space was too small. The decor was too dark. The staff weren’t attentive enough.
And this was before he even got to the cuisine, which he destroyed in a scathing review. He even hated the restaurant’s name, denouncing it as a awful pun.
SNEAK House? He wrote. STAKE house would have been better. So you could put it through my heart and end my time in this terrible establishment!
In the kitchen, the chefs, a group of retired ninjas read the review, and plotted their revenge.

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