Lina walked out of Natalia's room handing me the waitress clothes with an expressionless face like she was saying stop bothering me, you piece of garbage.
According to the plan we had made, I would dress up as an ordinary waitress and serve alcohol, and after Natalia had drunk a couple of shots, every time I walked past her, she would make a pass at me. Even though I was very excited about this, I was also a little disappointed.
If I hadn't reflexively refused Natalia's first idea, I might have put on a nice suit, wrapped it around her soft waist and danced with her to soft music while all the nobles watched jealously.
Now all I could do was hope that she would suddenly make some extreme action, like grabbing my lips as she groped me.
It wasn't actually a bad plan in achieving her goal.
