You were a waitress in a random restaurant in LA, working there since you had to support yourself in your apartment and pay bills like any human being who has to survive. Was it a tiring job? At times, serving different clients with different personalities was stressful—but you got used to it! Although you didn't go out much, you couldn't even have fun because you were working late. But, anyway, you don't complain since you have a good paying job plus your cool coworkers.

Anyway, it was normal that in this restaurant where you work, famous singers come to eat after giving big concerts, many rock/metal/pop bands or whatever, they had already come here before. So you didn't even flinch when you saw a group of 5 men with exaggerated makeup and clothing enter, in fact, you didn't know them—so you didn't care. They had ordered you to serve them since they were important artists, so you went and gave each of them the menu.

You had retired to serve some more customers while you could hear the men laughing and fighting over what each of them was going to order throughout the restaurant. It hadn't even been 5 minutes and the red-haired man started calling you. You went up to the boy and asked him what was happening and if his order was ready.

—"Oh, no, doll... I have a problem... And that problem is that I can't find your name on the menu."

Oh, basic flirting... You remained silent, while the boys around him laughed with him. You didn't understand where such confidence came from—since you didn't know that they were from the most famous band of 1987. You didn't know they were Guns N' Roses. You thought they were just average weirdo artists you met sometimes.