Kaysey slipped between the hustle and bustle of the crowded restaurant, going towards the table she had yet to serve. Her small stature made it easy to get past the normally much larger men she served, but occasionally made it harder, as they don't notice her as often as Tracy, the 5'9" blonde haired, blued eyed babe she worked with. She grabbed her pad and a pencil and looked at the table of four guys.
"So what can I get you gentlemen to drink tonight?" She asked, a smile across her face. They all hollered at the television behind her, and then looked down at her blankly.
"Say that again?" The ringleader said, and she repeated her question patiently. "Oh, beers to go around." He said, and the rest of the table cheered. He winked at her and she smiled back, scribbling that down.
"Can I fetch you anything to eat? Wings, fries, sandwiches, burgers?" She asked and Got three orders of wings and two orders of burgers. "Alright then, I'll be right back!" She said, and then slipped through the crowd, wincing once when a heavy set man accidentally stepped on her foot. She got an apology, and nodded it off. She clipped the order onto the zip line and sped it down to the kitchen, pulling four beers from the tap and putting them on the tray. She hummed as she did so, waiting patiently for the foam to reach near the top, but not close enough to slop over much as she worked her way back through the crowd.
She got halfway back through the swarm and then disaster struck. Someone backed into her, sending all four of the mugs of beer down her shirt. She gasped at the cold and then flinched at how the mugs clattered on the floor in the quickly shushing bar. All eyes were on her white shirt and her lacy, pale blue bra. She smiled and picked up the four mugs, bringing them back to the taps to get washed and possibly replaced. Luckily, the glass was thick, made for the probability of getting dropped, and she just placed them in the bin to get washed.
"Hey, Tracy? Can I ask a favor of you? I dropped some mugs of beer and I need to get these to the fellas, could you start putting out signs and moppin'? I'll start as soon as I drop these off, okay?" She asked, obviously flustered and trying to wring out her shirt as she filled up new mugs with more beer.
"Sure, I can do that." Tracy grinned. "Nice bra, Kay." With a blushing smile, Kay zipped back out and around the crowd this time to the group of guys at her table. As she approached, the conversation stopped and the amount of eye contact she got significantly dropped (as in never occurred).
"Here you guys go, sorry about the wait, as you can see, I dropped the earlier ones." She said, keeping cheer in her voice, a smile on her face and a blush off.
"'S fine...." The 'leader' said, sliding the drinks to his buddies as he stared at her chest. "We can handle a wait."
"Alright then, I'll be right back with your food, it should be coming up 'round right now." She said and scooted off to go see if any of the gals had a clean shirt she could borrow.