"Hey Dawn, how have you been?" Cassie asked when she met me in tthe locker room changing into my waitress uniform. "I've been doing quite well, Cassie." I answered. She smiled at me, collected something from her bag and left. Cassie is a waitress here but she has been working here for six years now while mine's only four. She is one of the nice people I've met here. I finished changing and got out.
"Dawn go take care of table 9." I went there and took out my notepad and pen. "Welcome to Mona's, what can I get you?"
"Um, red wine for now, I haven't decided what to eat yet." The British accented voice spoke. I looked at the customer and saw that his face was covered by the menu book as he's looking for what to order so I couldn't see his face. But when I saw his curly hair, I gasp internally. I recognise those curls. It's Harry Styles. I went to serve him the red wine he requested hoping he wouldn't recognise me. Of all restaurants in the whole city, you had to bring your British ass here? This day couldn't get any worse.
I placed the wine on the table. "Thanks, I will have the spagetti olle vongole." he said. I wrote it down and went to the kitchen to place his order.