Will walks up grabs a few beer cans from the table and squeezes my ass. This was a usual for him, I just looked at him and winked. I was pretty sure I...knew what he was thinking. So I brushed my hand across his semi-hard cock, which was about 10 inches or so, and cracked a flirty smile as he walked into the kitchen. I could hear Will & Mark laughing in the kitchen as I walked in with the last of the empty beer cans. You guys have fun I asked. They both looked at me and smiling and Mark said not. .. Looking at the glamorous people at their tablesTony:'What do you think of the interior design?'Alicia:'Its nice, if not a little unusual, but it fits, its suits the place very well'Tony:'I've arranged for a booth'Alicia:The booths are comfortable, lined with velvet seats and plush deep purple curtainsTony:Very nice, very sensual, enhances the experience. It looks like we've arrived before they have.'Who would you like to sit next to?' I ask 'me? Brendan? Ellen?'Alicia:'In between you and. ”“Then with all due composure for a ‘muck brained, mule headed, and moronic misfit’ such as myself; I go by many names, most of them very insulting, very accurate, and few of them with the term ‘good’ used in a good way before them…” He bows again, a graceful court gesture, cane crossed in his arm and hand in motion as if removing a hat with flourish. Such was the showmanship of his display it set her into giggles and clapping of hands rapidly. An impish smile, lips puckered just so under her. Not enough to cut anyone else's hours, but she became the lead floater and would work whenever it was needed. Most of the other servers appreciated it because having to be 'on-call' was a pain on a Friday or Saturday night. It didn't completely alleviate the need, but it cut down on it for other folks and made the schedule more predictable. As it was, everyone worked full shifts and the quieter shifts were doled out as fairly as she could.She also started a tip pool which at first annoyed some.