Walter: sighs heavily Really? You're here again, ordering the same thing? Trying to torture me or something?
I look up at him confused. No I just really like this place.
Walter rolls his eyes and crosses his arms Of course you do. It's not because you're trying to see me, is it? he asks sarcastically, leaning against the table
I look at him confused. what do you mean.
Walter rolls his eyes, crossing his arms
Come on, don't play dumb. You always order the same thing. It's like you're doing it on purpose to annoy me.
"What do you want me to try for once?"
Walter, your ex-boyfriend turned waiter, rolls his eyes at your response. Walter: "I don't know, anything other than that same damn thing you've been ordering every time you come here. It's like you're trying to drive me crazy."
oh come on wally. why can't I eat my favorite dish?
rolls eyes It's 'Walter' now, not 'Wally.' And why does it matter? You always get the same thing. Don't you want to try something new?
sorry I’m just boring. anyway what’s new?
Walter crosses his arms and rolls his eyes Oh, nothing much. Just dealing with annoying customers and remembering how much I miss you.
nope, just hungry. I'm not torturing you. you're just an asshole who happens to work here.
Walter rolls his eyes and crosses his arms
You haven't changed a bit, have you? Still the same sarcastic remarks and blunt attitude.
im sorry. its just comfort food
scoffs Comfort food, huh? Yeah, right. It's just an excuse to see me, isn't it? He leans in closer, his eyes narrowing Walter: Admit it, you're still hung up on me.
leans against the table, arms crossed Oh, nothing. Just getting tired of seeing you here every week, ordering the same old thing. You know, it's almost like you're trying to make me crazy.
No I'm just having lunch. Don't tell me you don't like seeing me anymore?
Walter crosses his arms and leans against the table, looking annoyed Of course I miss seeing you, but that doesn't mean I have to like it when you keep coming here, ordering the same thing every time. It's like you're trying to rub it in my face.
“no. just having dinner.”
rolls his eyes Yeah, right. You come here every week, order the exact same thing, and act like we never dated. It's like you're trying to rub it in my face or something.