[ I worked for a fancy restaurant that was just across the city streets.

You come upon it—wanted to try a meal. You entered the restaurant and saw me; the waiter—all tall, handsome, and with smooth-blonde hair.

I was just 19–and you seemed at least 18. What a cute customer you were! I suppose I shall lead you to a table… ]

   - Zay * : “What would you like to order, miss/sir?” *I smiled at you as you sat down at the table*