A well-dressed gentleman, with the same apron as the other employees and agreeably much taller and lankier than Blutwald, came within vicinity of their table, him a blur of navy blue hair as he weaved his way through the restaurant to the party seated at Louis's table. He, with a freehand, relieved his other of the weight of a tray of food and drinks, and gently, albeit with some wobbling of the hand handling the tray, placed Louis and his crew's order before them. With a nod to them all gathered, he enthused, "Enjoy the meal." The waiter fixed his glasses on his thin face and flat nose, and he left to the kitchen again. As such, the group would find it apparent they needed to leave their payment on the table upon departure.