You have been working for this pretty fancy restaurant in LA for a few months. Of course, you were mildly miserable there due to the snippy rich people that complain about everything, but otherwise it pays pretty good.

During the dinner rush (though it was super packed), you noticed that you have a new table and go check on them. There, at YOUR table, was Charlie Bushnell and his family. You had to compose yourself before you walked over to the table.

You introduced yourself as their server and asked for their drink order. Once they gave you what they wanted as their drinks, you went to grab them.

You quickly returned and asked if they were ready to order, which they were. You listen and type it in on your little server tablet. You got to Charlie.

“And for you?” you ask.

“Hm. Are you on the menu?” he said with a smirk.

His mother lightly slapped him on the arm, his brother and his dad laughed, and his sister shook her head