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 Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2013 9:05 am
Cambria pursed her lips just slightly. He was leaving? Already? Oh that was no fun at all. But…
The black haired girl glanced around and then shrugged. “It’s all on me. Don’t worry about it. Just have a good night, and be sure to come back and see me again. My manager’s asleep in the back or something so I don’t think I’ll get into trouble. Worst comes to worst I can say something was wrong with your food and I comped you…so yeah.”
She stood up and stretched, glancing down and adjusting her bowtie that was part of her silly little uniform. Whoever thought bowties were cool…was kind of a dummy, at least in her mind. They were nothing but annoying.
Scooping up her own half empty glass up she gave a little wave. “I hope this is at least a little incentive to come back.”
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Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2013 9:19 am
Jett quirked a brow; it wasn't that he wasn't used to charming his way to get things that he wanted (in fact, her offer reminded him that he ought to utilize that skill a bit more often) it was just that he hadn't been expecting it.
"Well, that's a very nice gesture, Cambria. I suspect that's all the motivation I'll need to come back. Though, I'm afraid I can't take anything on credit alone, so let me at least thank you personally for your outstanding service."
He withdrew a twenty and planted it casually on the table. "I didn't realize I was looking for some company tonight. I'll look forward to seeing you again. Well," he shrugged as he stood, lifting the milkshake with him. "Provided you're here the next time I'm out so late. Though I wouldn't wish such an unfavorable schedule on someone. Particularly with such charm as yourself." He took a short sip of the milkshake and then waved just a bit. "So, you have yourself a good evening. See you around. Thanks, for the burger," he added, really quite thoroughly grateful for it. "It was good."
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Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2013 9:23 am
Oh well. A twenty. She wasn’t going to turn up her nose at that by a long shot. She grinned and gave a little wave. “Hope to see you again soon then!” The girl picked the rest of the dirty utensils off of the table and slipped the twenty in her pocket, giving Jett one last nod before almost half dancing to the back of the restaurant. Completely content to just finish her milkshake in peace…and hope that more attractive customers who wanted to tip well came in as well.
Ah well. This was more than she had made in tips for the last week…so that made it a good night. A very good night.
Plus he would be back again. That was good indeed.
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