Head to lunch

John was getting pretty hungry himself, so he and Janine got in the car, with Nuere sitting in the back seat. They drove to their favorite Italian restaurant and took a seat. A chatty waiter came over to take their orders.

"Hey, folks! Would you like to hear about our specials? We have chicken marsala and turkey parm. I wish I could have those, but I'm allergic to gluten, and those come with bread, and we haven't gone gluten-free yet, so it's really a shame I can't have a lot of the food here, because I hear it's pretty good. Anyway...."

As he continued on, John groaned. He just wanted to order. Then he had an idea.

"I wish he was a girl. Then at least he would be pleasant to look at."

Nuere nodded, and the waiter changed.

"So, as I was saying,"she continued. "Being single really sucks. I mean, I'm really pretty, and funny, I think."

She turned to John. "Say, you wouldn't happen to be single yourself, would you? Oh, I guess not, huh?"

John rolled his eyes. "She's still annoying. I wish her outfit was sexier."

"Not that it matters. In this outfit, I make enough tips to make a decent living. So, can I take your orders?"

John and Janine order. A while later, the waitress comes back with John's Dr. Pepper and Janine's iced tea.

"Here are your drinks. Your food will be out shortly. I still really think you guys should have ordered the specials..."

"Argh!" John cried in frustration. "That's it! I wish she was a mute!"

The waitress' mouth clamped shut and she set the drinks down and walked away as if she never talked.