An Honest Living
"Good morning," she said, "my name is Erin and I'll be your waitress today. I'm going to flirt with you through the meal in the hopes of getting a bigger tip, just enough to keep you paying attention but not so much that you're confident that I'm interested. I'll be employing this bit of cleavage right here." "Sounds great," he said. "I'm Jack, and I'm happy to give you an extra buck or two for the thrill of feeling desired and the opportunity to fantasize about seeing you again for the next few days."
"Wonderful! I'll be back in a few minutes for your order." He perused the menu, several times glancing over to see if she was looking at him. Once, she was.
"Do you know what you'd like?"
"Yes. I'll have the breakfast burrito with ham, plus a bit of additional attention, which will cause me to return each of the next three days hoping to see you again, during which I'll tip your co-workers well even if I don't see you."
"Excellent choices. I'll get both of those started for you." She winked and smiled, and he watched her leave with the menu.
And everyone left satisfied.