A good customer recognized when a server was extremely busy, and would wait patiently for service, at least to a point. It was a balancing act, and pe...ple made errors. Over-reacting to poor service wasn’t appropriate. Applying a standard of service above that expected for an establishment, wasn’t fair to the employees. A diner would never provide the kind of service one might find in a five star restaurant.After reading over the article, Dexter posted it on the web, hoping that it might get. – Where are you? – Shit, she’d completely forgotten that she told Jake she’d be home by 6. It was now 6:45. – On my way home. See you in a bit! – She quickly grabbed an under-the-bed restraint system, hoping it was fairly durable, and checked out. Ten minutes later she was walking in her front door, finding Jake sitting there, waiting. ‘You’re late.’ His tone sounded angry, but he was grinning slyly. He was definitely up to something. ‘I know. I’m sorry, babe.’ ‘Y’know, I spent all evening. Her need to sleep was urgent and deep. She fell back onto her pillows as her eyelids fluttered.“Yes, it’s time to rest now, my child. Let the potion do its work. We shall speak again soon.”Lilith’s sinister laugh echoed in her mind. It was the last thing Jessica registered as the world faded to black.* * * * *Stiffness consumed Jessica’s body as she slowly came to. She’d been resting in an awkward position after collapsing into unnatural sleep and she felt it through her. He dropped the knife as his face went white from the shock of it. I took the time then, still holding the wrist with one hand, to punch him in the face, twice. He dropped like a sack of potatoes, unconscious."You guys better get him out of here and to a hospital," I told them. "And watch his right wrist, its broken." Leave the knife where it is," I cautioned them as they stepped forward to grab their friend. "And don't touch it. Last thing you two want are your prints on that knife."Fred would.