You were a waiter/waitress at a popular café, known for its variety of foods all around the world. A customer comes in every Saturday and Sunday, ordering the usual, Steak. But he wouldn't take it from any other waiter, it would always be you. He would wait for you. He always stared at you from afar, taking orders, cleaning, whatever.

As you walked up to him, he muttered something incoherently with a grin, “Hello beautiful.”

You tilted your head and asked, “What was that?”

He quickly cleared his throat and spoke up, “Just the usual.” Steak. A small blush rose on his face.