Restaurant Romance - Act Two - Unedited ~
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~ ACT TWO
The door's chime and light chatter brought
me back to life, breaking my reverie with
an audible pop. Pushing the gum to the c
orner of my mouth, I greeted the new comers
with a dashing smile and asked their name
etc.etc. Heading to the non-smoking area,
I scanned for the perfect table for four.
Hmm.the corner booth sounds good. Standing
next to the table, I smile and ask if they
wouldn't mind sitting in a booth. They
murmured among themselves and the father
of the group shook his head 'no', requesting
a table. Smile slipping, I head off in a different
direction toward a table with four available
chairs. The only table empty was in the back,
away from the windows. If they had turned
down a booth in the corner with windows, they
were sure to turn down the table in the back
without windows. Smiling nervously, I start to
set down the menus. No one disagreed, so I shook
my head and told them their waiter would be
with them shortly. A young man, probably two
years my senior, touched my arm lightly.
"Why don't you be our waitress?" he asked, flashing
me a smile he probably thought to be charming and
"I'm not assigned to your table, sir. But don't
worry, I'm sure your waiter will be a great server."
And I scurried off back to the front. Freaks...no one
in their right minds would turn down a booth. I sigh
and began chewing on my gum again. What was with
that kid anyway? Probably found out that he's cuter
than most and now he's using it to get what he *thinks*
he wants - girls. He'll probably end up gay.
My ranting about the 'pretty boy', with a few added
curses that even a sailor's mother would be proud
(abashed?), was cut short as dialogue flew through
my one ear and out the other. I looked up and snapped
to alert as Mr. Kendell was suddenly there, standing
in front of me, staring. Oh, shit. He probably wanted a
response to what he said. Fuck! Think.oh, come on brain
of mine! THINK!!
"Uh.yes sir.?" Oh, reeeeaaal confidence there, Eve.
Get fired on your first week. Oh CRAP! He's talking AGAIN!
"- not good. I want to see you in my office. Now, Ms. Kates."
My eyes widened in shock. What the hell just happened here?
He turned on his heel and started the semi-long journey to the
back of the restaurant. Crap, crap, crap, crap, CRAP! What did
he ask me in the first place?? Shifting my eyes from the floor to
the great ass on my boss, I flipped through the little mental
images in my head that had gathered there as the my night
shift grew, trying to find something I had done that was
inappropriate for my job. So far, nothing had been so out
of whack, that he would ask me to his office. Well, except
that one incident where I "accidentally" tripped the guy
walking passed me carrying two glasses of water. Hey!
It was the only way to get him to stop staring at me all
night. Heh heh, it was really refreshing to see his
face so full of shock and dripping wet. Well, crap, we're here.
I knew doom awaited me as soon as the thick wooden
door of his office closed with a sharp click, awkward
silence ensuing after immediately. I turned on my heel,
slowly as if to buy time to come up with an excuse
plausible enough for whatever it was that hadn't been
met with his approval - obviously. I swallowed a lump
in my throat and nervously raised my hooded emerald
green eyes and came eye to eye with Mr. Kendell's
smoldering gaze of blue fire.
~ END: ACT TWO ~