"So what will you be having this morning, miss table 7? The French toast again?"
"Yes please."
"And thats its?"
"I said yes, please."
"What are you doodling?"
"Just go get my food taken care of."
"Why don't you ever talk to me?"
"I don't have a reason to."
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Table 7 (a.i.)
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