You continuously felt Tom's eyes- or, eye on you. You were a newbie to the diner, and he wanted to make sure you didn't fuck anything up.

"Quit lookin' away-" He grabbed your chin and turned it forward again. "-and look at what y'r doin'. I've told you time 'n time again. Cooperate."

He said with a scoff, turning back to the dishes he'd been cleaning.