Lucy was standing ready...

Kate was happy to see her friend was, however reluctantly, honoring her bet. "Looks good," Kate said, blushing for Lucy, "you can hardly tell," Kate lied through her teeth.

"I bet," Lucy said bitterly, "how long do I have to stay like this?" she pleaded.

"All day!" Kate whispered excitedly, "I won all of your clothes, remember? Unless you want to make another bet..." Kate took Lucy's apron into her hand and smiled mischievously.

Lucy's blush turned pure crimson and spread down toward her cleavage, which was quite visible through the neck of her apron. In fact, most of Lucy was visible behind her apron. It did wrap around her hips nicely, hiding the fact that she was otherwise bottomless. Thankfully, the apron was the kind that covered the chest and wrapped around the neck, so it covered her breasts nicely. However, it left her cleavage very much on display, as well as the sides of her torso, revealing the fact that she wasn't wearing a shirt, at least not a regular shirt. "Maybe I can say the apron is my shirt?" Lucy thought frantically as she slowly walked around toward the table, "or that my shirt is just really open..."

"Good afternoon!" Lucy said as cheerfully as she could while naked except for an apron, "What can I get for you today?"

The young man was looking at his menu, looking very tired, but the little boy was staring at Lucy with wide eyes. "What's good?" the man said, groggily rubbing his face.

"Well," Lucy said, trying to think fast before he turned to look at her, "The french toast is really filling!"

"Sounds fine," he said, "and coffee. Lots of coffee," he continued as he dropped his menu and looked up at the boy. "Hey Jeffrey, tell the lady what you want to eat." Jeffrey looked suddenly to the man, then back to Lucy, who tried her best to smile. "Sorry," the man said, "my son gets distracted easily. Just get him some waffles and milk."

"Coming right up!" Lucy said with a quick bow that she immediately regretted, as Jeffrey gasped and began pointing at Lucy before she bolted back to her friend's table, her bare feet flopping noisily as she ran.

"Did you see that, daddy! Did you see?" Jeffrey asked as Lucy left.

"Yeah, yeah," the man said, laying his head on the table, "I know, the waitress was pretty..."

"I guess he points out a lot of waitresses," Lucy thought as she hid from the table, "cause I am pretty sure he never looked up at me, thankfully." Lucy turned to see that Cassy was rolling with laughter. Before she could ask about Kate, she heard sounds from the kitchen. Kate must have overheard the order and started on them for her.