Author's Note: Hi! I'm glad you all like this story! This credit is for the people who reviewed for chapter 4 of Living Big. If you have any guesses as to who the hooded stranger is, let me know! Yes, I KNOW this chapter is short. But it's a really great ending! Don't worry, I'll update as soon as I can.

Estelle Rabon: I'm glad you think it's cute. Can't you just picture Patrick with a little moustache? Lol. The hooded stranger is NOT Squilliam. In a later chapter you will find out who it is. (Nobody will suspect what I have planned). Thanks for reviewing! P.S. When are you going to post Imagination? I'm going to explode if I have to wait any longer!

tinksbelle85: Thank you for the character comment. I'm glad you think the story is that good!

flaming-1251: Sorry. I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable. You don't have to tell me. I was just curious. Thanks for reviewing!

Chapter 5

Squidward led Patrick to the restaurant. "Hmmmm," said Patrick, inspecting the building. "I should be done in a few minutes." Squidward was surprised. He thought it could take hours. Immediately Patrick turned into a black and pink blur. He was zooming around the building. Squidward could only stare in bewildered amazement. After a minute, Patrick stopped.

"It's beautiful!" gasped Squidward. The outside was painted silver. The beams were painted gold. The building looked like one, big, fancy star. At the top point, a sign was built which read, 'The Shimmering Star'.

"I hope you like it," said Patrick.

"I love it!" exclaimed Squidward. Next, Patrick ran into the restaurant. Squidward could hear some activity inside. After 2 minutes, Patrick ran back outside.

"Your restaurant waits," said Patrick. Squidward walked inside. He didn't know what to expect. He entered the doors, and gasped at the sight of the building. The walls were decorated with elegant wallpaper with a design if little stars. Each table had a golden tablecloth. Squidward examined it. Not a single loose thread. On each table there was a vase of white roses positioned exactly in the center. In the middle of the restaurant, there was a star-shaped fountain that was drizzling water from its top point. Each chair had a cushion that was silver, with a golden back. A wooden star was carved in the middle. There was gentle back round music playing. The ceiling was wonderful. It was painted to look like the morning sky. To top it all off, an amazing crystal chandelier was hanging down over the tables.

"I made the restaurant star themed because you said you wanted a five-star restaurant. So I figured why not star with a huge star."

"It's amazing, Patrick," said Squidward, still amazed at the sight.

"At night the flowers will be replaced by candles, and the ceiling will change to the night sky instead of the day one," said Patrick.

Squidward could only stare. This was the most beautiful restaurant he had ever seen. (Next to his old five-star restaurant, of course). Everything was perfect.

"Patrick, how did you do all of this?" asked the bewildered octopus.

"Fine dining, breathing, and my name is all I know," replied Patrick.

Squidward looked at his restaurant. He couldn't believe it. He was now the proud owner of a five-star restaurant. Well, he couldn't rejoice just yet. He needed to hire more staff. Squidward would admit that Patrick was quite good, but an entire restaurant couldn't rest on the shoulders of one waiter. Squidward realized that he needed to attract staff. However, it was getting late, and Patrick had served his purpose for now. "Here is your pay, Patrick," said Squidward, handing Patrick some of the money he had gotten from the hooded stranger earlier that day. "You can take the rest of the evening off."

"Thank you," replied Patrick. He took the money and headed out the doors.

Squidward was alone in the restaurant now. He was still soaking in the atmosphere. He still couldn't believe it. In a just a few days his dream had come true. He sat in a chair and watched the ceiling turn from blue to the pale orange of the sunset. This was perfect.

The hood stranger was staring into the restaurant through one of the windows. He saw that the restaurant looked just like five star quality. He saw Squidward sitting in a chair, daydreaming.

"Yes, this is going just fine" said the hooded stranger. He turned away from the window and faded into the oncoming darkness.