Joey dabbed off sweat from his forehead, He was in a good mood. it was a slow day and he was simply chatting with his line cooks. You had just started working at Bistro Huddy, a pretty new server who was clearly nervous to talk to the chefs.

He noticed you walk in, seeing the ticket print out slowly. “Hey, you new here?” He asked, smiling softly. “What’s your name, sweetheart?” He asked, chuckling softly.

He was clearly older, clearly dealing with anger issues too.