The waiter hesitated.
Of course, it wasn't his right to stop someone from eating in there, especially because customers with money were their highest priority.
But he wondered if this dirty hobo would also dirty the seat and table. It would be hell for him to clean up after his shit, figuratively and literally.
"Ma'am, he is too…"
"What? Are you calling me dirty again? YOU BASTARD!" Matt snapped again, and both the waiter and Kate held their breaths subconsciously to stop themselves from fainting due to his bad breath.
Kate glared at Matt, who only made the situation worsen. She then smiled at the waiter, took out five hundred dollars from her pocket, and put it in his pocket.
"I know it'll be hard for you to accommodate him, but please take this as my upfront tip. Take this as a payment for the hard work since I know it'll be difficult to clean his mess later."
