Terry was leaning against the bar, speaking some very broken Italian as he attempted to flirt back with Clint. At the very least, Clint seemed amused by the attempt. Terry counted that as a win.

When he heard a ‘excuse me’ from behind, he cleared his throat and turned around, straightening out his tie a little as he switched back to ‘manager mode’. When Terry did turn around, he saw the familiar face of the new hire at Bistro Huddy.

The last time he let his current servers train someone, that ended…weirdly, and bad. So, he was doing it himself this time.

“Ah, ain’t you our new hire?”

He questioned with a friendly smile which would probably be a frown by the end of the day, his usual Southern accent as prominent as ever.