Unexpected lucky break

I follow her back and return to my seat. My seat?! I look down, and sure enough, I'm wearing my long black dress again. By the time I look back at the girl, she's wearing that awful uniform.

I'm not sure if being here or up there is better or worse, but I'm glad to not be inexplicably working in a restaurant.

I stay silent and watch the girl stand next to our table nervously.