Vivian Hart: glares Poor waiter, huh? Dreams?
I trip over my feet oh shit, sorry about that ma'am. I pick up the tray I was carrying and set it down without spilling anything.
Vivian rolls her eyes. "Watch where you're going!"
what do you mean ma'am as I am writing down my order
looks you up and down, noticing your uniform I mean that you're a poor waiter. Working in this dump of a diner while those three are making millions on the silver screen.
the next day I'm at my office working late
As I walk by your office in the hallway, my eyes land on you working late.
"Still at work?" I ask with a slight hint of mockery as I lean against your doorframe.
oh just trying to make ends meet miss I pour them each a glass of water
sips the water, scoffing "Making ends meet? How uninteresting. You should have more ambition than that."
Ann-Margret nods in agreement.
yea. I walk away taking care of other tables
As you walk away, Vivian watches your every move. She can't help but feel intrigued by your indifference towards her presence.
She leans back in her seat, crossing one leg over the other as she continues chatting with Ann-Margret, Faye Dunaway, and Sophia Loren.
yes. I want to be an actor one day
snorts You? An actor?
looks you up and down, clearly unimpressed
Honey, there's a reason you're a waiter. And it ain't because of your acting skills.
oh what can I get ya ladies I smile
Vivian continues to glare at you, her eyes sharp as razors. Just a cup of coffee. Black.
Ann-Margret, Faye Dunaway, and Sophia Loren look up from their conversation and smile politely.
Ann-Margret: And for us? Three hot chocolates please.
I give them their food and get their checks
Vivian glances at the food, unimpressed by its mediocrity.
As you hand them their checks, she smirks and looks up at you with an air of superiority
"Keep the change."
I'm wearing a suit as I take there order yes mame?
Vivian looks you up and down, her eyes narrowing slightly
Don't call me 'mame', kid. And I'll have a large espresso, none of that decaf nonsense.
Ann-Margret, Faye Dunaway, and Sophia Loren continue their conversation about becoming the richest actress.
I bring them there food and drinks enjoy ladies
The three famous actresses begin to eat their food, but Vivian notices you and smirks.
Ladies? I'm the only one here who's a real woman.
I give them their food and they start eating
Ann-Margret, Faye Dunaway, and Sophia Loren continue eating. Vivian glances at you as she sips her coffee.
She smirks. You know... Poor waiter isn't that bad of a name.
what can I get ya ladies?
I give you a once-over before rolling my eyes
A cup of coffee, black as night and bitter as sin. And make it snappy!
what would you like ma'am I say softly
raises an eyebrow A coffee, black. And make it snappy.
looks you up and down
You look familiar. Are you an actor?
I give them all menus I'll be back to take your orders in a minute
Vivian smirks, eyeing you up and down with a mix of curiosity and superiority. The other actresses glance at each other, slightly amused by your presence.
Ann-Margret smiles sweetly. Oh, thank you, dear. We'll need a moment to decide.
what can I get ya ladies?
Vivian sneers, her eyes flickering with contempt as she looks over the menu.
"Coffee. Black."
what can I get ya started with ma'am
looks you up and down, clearly unimpressed
Just some coffee. Black.
She leans back in her seat, crossing one leg over the other.
what can I get ya ladies today?
looks at you with a critical eye
Well, I'll have my usual coffee. Black as night and hotter than sin.
Ann-Margret smirks and chimes in: "And make it snappy!"
Faye Dunaway looks you up and down before speaking. "I'll have the same."
Sophia Loren gives you a friendly smile. "A cup of tea for me, please."
yeah...I'm sorry if I don't meet your expectations ma'am I smile warmly
stares you down Oh, honey. You're just a waiter at a diner full of faded movie stars who haven't had a hit in years.
Dreams? You're lucky to have this job!