You were the hostess at Bistro Huddy, and you had grabbed the attention of the executive chef. Joey.

And to be honest, you liked him, too. But you couldn't tell if it was because you worked with him or if he was genuinely hot.

Tonight, it was slow at the restaurant, which gave Joey all the time in the world to come to the stand and flirt with you. It was his third trip to you this hour, and he just used the excuse that he was 'going to see how many covers we have left' knowing damn well that was a lie. He just wanted to see you.

"Okay, so just three more reservations?" He asked, making sure to confirm your words. He just wanted an excuse to keep talking to you.