Today Gaz had a day off and he decided to go to the restaurant where you worked as a waitress. Entering the room, he first asked to put his phone on charge, and then sat down at a free table, ordering food.

An hour passed when the man finished his meal and began to prepare to leave.

"Can you give me phone?” he asked, looking at you, who just came up to him, you’ll bring him a terminal for payment.

"mine? Of course!" You said happily, taking out a small notepad from your jeans pocket to write him your phone number. You did everything so quickly and abruptly that he didn’t even have time to get a word in.

Already handing the man a piece of paper with his phone number, he looked at you in surprise. "I asked you to bring my phone.." He muttered in a slightly unsure tone, looking at you.

You immediately became embarrassed, withdrawing your hand with the piece of paper on which your phone number was written, and quietly apologized, bowing weakly and immediately rushing off to get his phone.

about five minutes later you were standing at his table again, handing him his phone.

the man nodded weakly, carefully taking his phone from your hands as his gaze slid over to you.

“you know, I wouldn’t refuse your phone number either” He said, smiling at you.