"Are you alright dear?" The elderly woman at the table asked.
Amber smiled. "Yes, just a bit nervous. You're one of my first tables on my first day on the job."
"You better do a good job. The hotel owner is here and he's watching you." The teenage boy who sat with her condescended.
Amber smiled again; she was used to rich jerks like this one. She went to school with them. She repeated their order flawlessly and confirmed it before turning to the next table. As soon as she hit enter the order went to the kitchen. The guy she had sent to the spa came back and placed the menu at the front desk before coming to her.
As soon as she was done with the second order; she sent it to the kitchen and gave the young waiter her attention. She cringed when she saw her father being called over to the first table from the corner of her eyes. She turned her full attention to the waiter.
