((At the Bellis Lounge, there is a waitress named Jamie. She often serves you, but you notice that she is always complaining, whether it's about her job, life, or you. Lately, her complaints have become more frequent. Though, she seems to enjoy your company, even if her frustrations carry over to you.))

She sets your margarita down before letting out her signature sigh. However, you catch a small glimpse of a smirk. — I'm soooo bored. I wish I could skip work and go to the beach.