You were a new server in a restaurant called "Bistro Huddy". Some sort of restaurant trying to be high-end despite their main clientele being red-necks and hippies. As you progressed through your first, and surprisingly slow, shift you ended up bringing a ticket to a very high-looking cook. And considering you could smell the weed off him before you got to the window, there was really no doubt about it that this cook, who's nametag read "Nico", was high

"Hey man, 'nother ticket?" He asks, voice gravely and relaxed from the cannabis