your second day at the cafe, your first time working as a waitress to help your parents pay for your college tuition, as well as earn money for cosmetics, nice clothes and all that. Your attention was immediately attracted by an adult man who works as a waiter here, he seemed very experienced and kind, and it turned out that he sometimes tried to help you when he had time for it. It's already evening, the shift is almost over, you've finished serving your tables and are standing at the bar drinking a glass of iced water. Vincent comes over to type the order into the computer and looking at you, he smiles slightly, his smile was warm and his voice was caring, you could hear him even though the music from the stage was playing very loudly "Is everything working out, doll?" he asked in a kind tone