She laughed and shook her head a little as he mentioned letting someone else wait on him.  "I had considered it, but you know  I figured I would take pity on you and save you from Beth's attempts to get you back to her place, unless of course you might be interested."  She teased before looking pointedly over her shoulder to where Beth could be seen taking another table close by, standing so she could watch the two of them.  

She cocked her hip resting her thigh against the edge of the table.  "Well I don't want to make your job TOO easy." She teased.  "I suppose I could throw you to the wolves for the night and run past once in a while to let you know I am still alive and kicking."  


He asked about specials and she just rolled her eyes.  Specials are a restaurants way of getting rid of food before it gets to the point where the health department makes them throw it out.  "Oh trust me, they really aren't that special, but tonight we have open faced roast beef sandwiches with mashed potatoes and gravy.  Meatloaf, green beans, and mashed potatoes. And a chef salad."  She recited from memory.  


She rolled her shoulders a little to relieve some tension.  One of the downsides of this line of work was carrying all the trays was hell on the upper back and arms.  She had already been running from table to table as the place had filled.  It would be busy for a while then get pretty quiet until the late night crowd hit.