Let the girl make him company by the table

"Well, if you're sure...?" Catherine smiled at her friend, and gave her father another mischievous little wink when she returned to take a seat on the opposite side of his table. As per usual she couldn't stop from teasing all the other guests as well, and Jack found himself sighing in resignation as he noticed how every male in the room, himself included, had their eyes on her swaying hips while she walked.

"That's... awfully nice of her." Jack dryly commented on his daughter's charade, and figured that the main reason for this entire prank may have actually been to let her skip work for a while, assuming that she knew for sure how her co-worker would react to her bringing her 'boyfriend'. At the same time he couldn't keep from smiling just a bit himself, as it certainly wasn't every day he'd been able to pass for the partner of a girl who was barely half his own age.

It wasn't just Rosalyn who'd been fooled either, as proven by the jealous glances he received from the rest of the customers, and he was **** to admit that his daughter was good at acting at least, if little else. She did make some delicious sandwiches too though, and she watched him expectantly while he wolfed down the pair of them over the next couple of minutes.

"I could make you a few more, if you'd like?" She offered, with a content little smile on her lips, and before he was even able to protest she was already heading back to the counter again. It felt a bit like Kate was abusing her position by handing out free food for one of her customers, but once she returned she also brought a bill, which caused her father to **** over the prices instead.

"I'm not paying for these...!" He declared, but quietly so to keep from drawing any further attention, and pushed the last two sandwiches back to his daughter over the table. It wasn't like he couldn't possibly afford them, or just to make room in his belly, but he simply refused to eat more than he should of something quite so expensive. "I wouldn't even eat that much if I was working today!"

"Too bad then." Catherine just shrugged her shoulders while she sat down in front of him again, and simply grabbed the plate for herself. If Jack knew her well enough, she'd probably **** him into paying for them anyways, but he guessed it was fine for as long as she didn't make a scene about it. She certainly didn't need to strain herself on that matter anyways, and her father found himself having some trouble keeping a straight face while she indulged in those tasty looking sandwiches.

If only she could show some modesty while eating at least, but even there she was a master of provocation, as could be seen by the glances she received from the few occupied tables around them. Even Jack himself was struggling not to stare too much, and he was certain that the girl by the counter was grinning like a fool when she noticed how her co-worker was acting the part of a perfect commercial for their tiny company.

"Um, what...?" The girl asked him innocently, after finishing the first of the two sandwiches, and kept pretending like nothing while she licked a drop of sauce from her soft lips. "You sure you still don't want the other one...?"

"Fine, I'll take it." Jack mumbled, but found it even more difficult to eat after watching his daughter's performance. Not only did it make him feel dirty for some reason, but he was also pretty well aware of the glares he received from some of the other customers, who'd gladly been willing to watch the same show all over again.

Finally he'd managed to gobble it up at least, and for some reason he felt just a little bit disappointed when Catherine got up to leave the table. He'd be the last one to admit it, but in some ways it wasn't all that bad to play the partner of a true entertainer like Kate.

"Well, see you later then!" She smiled when she took the plate from his table, and managed to catch him by surprise as she leaned down to give him a kiss on the cheek. The way she grinned at him was even more indecent than usual, and all he could do was to sit there and watch while she disappeared out of sight behind the counter.

A few minutes later he'd paid his bill to Rosalyn, while receiving a knowing little smile in return, and once again he found himself wondering when Catherine intended to tell her friend about her prank. It wasn't his problem at the moment though, and so he headed back out to his car, before something else was able to go overboard around him...