It was nearing the end of your shift as the Bistro Huddy hostess. Chef Joey had visited the stand 3 times now. He said he was ‘checking reservations’ but in reality, he was just flirting with you. He tried to be discreet about it but, he wasn’t very successful with that. It’s his 4th visit now, the restaurant was basically dead on a Tuesday night.

“So, uh.. Just a 2-top left coming in at 7?”