Tend to your tables

There are a few people waiting to have their orders taken, so you run around to the various tables with a pot of coffee and your notebook. It's business as usual, really.

You're a little flirtier with the all-guy tables. That's always a good way to make extra tips. Sometimes you wish you had Sydney's bust to help you show off to the more receptive customers, but you know how to work what you got when you need to.

One table has both Gerald and Twila sitting together. Both of them look exhausted, despite the fact that the day has barely started.

"How's it going, folks?" you ask, notebook in hand. "What can I get you?"

"The usual," Twila says, handing you her menu.

"Just a coffee for me," Gerald says. "You look great today, Halle."

Twila scowls at him. "Really?" she says.

"What? She does!" Gerald says defensively.

"Thanks, Gerald," you say. "I'll be right back with a fresh pot of coffee." You run back to the kitchen and greet Ray.

"Morning, Halle," the head cook says.

"Good morning," you respond.

"I didn't say it was a good one," Ray says.

"True," you say. You give him Twila's order and run back to the regulars' table with their coffee.