Jessica spends her day like normal

A malaise hangs over the diner as the day goes on. Jessica sighs and eye's a "thanks" to Bertha as she places a Milkshake on the order-up counter for Jessica to pick up. Bertha returns Jessica's look with a simple nod.

Jessica walks the milkshake to the table of one of her regulars, Mr. Simmons, her former history teacher from highschool, now happily retired. He was a pleasant, grandfatherly old man whom Jessica liked to chat about old people shit with when the work shift was slow.

In a brief moment of carelessness, Jessica loses her footing and stumbles and before she has any time to react, the milkshake has already tumbled over, spilling it's contents all over the front of Jessica's shirt, right in front of Mr. Simmons!