Get that money

Everyone looked nervously at each other, then back to the pissed off girl proudly standing before them in nothing but her underwear.

"It... is a lotta money..." Greg said.

"Um... well um... I guess since we're shutting down next week anyway... it couldn't hurt to build up the tipshare pot?" Pete nervously admitted.

"... yeah good point, good luck out there, kid." Big Bertha said before slinging her dishrag over her shoulder and walking back into the kitchen.

"Bertha! PETE! UGH! Improper! P-PERVERSE! I'm embarrassed to work with you, Jessica!" Donna said before stomping off.

"Gosh Jessica... A-are you really gunna share that with us at the end of the day?" Ellie asked, sheepishly.

"Yeah. Merry christmas." Jessica said, annoyed.

"th...thank you." Ellie said before skittering off to her tables. she turned around once more and looked at Jess with apprehension. "... you're... a lot braver than me..."

"Well... um..." Pete interrupted, "Uh... don't get too crazy out there, Jess!" Pete said as he reached up to pat Jessica on the shoulder before thinking better about it and rescinding his gesture. He simply gave a stupid-looking thumbs-up and returned to managing.