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Booky App works!

It's like Metro Deal and Eatigo rolled into one

Download the app here https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.scrambledeggs.booky

Here’s how it works:



Once you download the app, they offer a 30-day free trial. Mine has expired. But they offered me free renewal through the app itself.

I was already at the counter during lunch time today in Poke/Poke. Lo and behold. I renewed my free trial for another 30 days. On the spot.


Of course there are are other offers. I have also tried their  popular Shakeys promo.

The offers are valid for most the branches.
Try the Booky App now! 

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