george patted down his apron and began to wait tables. he walked over to one in the corner, his eyes focused on his notepad.
"hi, may i take your-"
george looked down to see a dirty blonde, green eyes looking at him fondly.
"um-yes what would you like?"
the blonde chuckled and smirked, shaking his head.
"can i have a fish and chips and an iced tea?"
the man looked up from the menu making dangerous eye contact.
george blushed and began to walk away.
"wait! here"
the blonde handed him a little folded piece of paper.
george took it and saw the 10 digits of a phone number.
a blushy smile was exchanged. cute.
