They placed their orders and the waitress left. He watched as Karah brushed her hair back and winked at him. Miles was pretty sure he was grinning like an idiot, but he didn't care at this point. He was feeling on top of the world. The waitress then came back with their drinks. She was middle aged, but you could tell she used to be a heart throb. She had blonde dyed hair and fake nails. She hadn't fared well in real life and had to become a waitress. There was nothing wrong with that profession to Miles, but to the woman it was probably a huge step down.

She flirted with Miles a bit as she sat down their drinks. She then attempted to walk away seductively. Karah laughed at her and mentioned how she hope she would never turn into her. Miles playfully grabbed Karah and kissed her on the cheek. "I don't think that's possible for you." They laughed to each other. Soon Miles noticed Karah seemed to get very upset. She was looking at some blonde bimbo that approached them. They exchanged words and Miles figured that this was the woman that gave Karah such a hard time before. He felt Karah tense up and he pulled himself closer to him. He put his arm around her and glared at the woman. She was a typical blonde bimbo. Fake nails, bleach blonde hair and black roots. Miles despised that look. She seemed to be apologizing to Karah and introduced herself. Miles waited to see what Karah's reaction was going to be.