Flint looked up as Nirvana walked over. She had a notepad. She must be doing orders today.
"Oh ermm. A weak coffee, bacon and toast." He said confidently. Wondering how hard it would be to not be able to speak in a waitressing role.. 
He glanced outside to the parking lot and then to the small window that showed the reverse of the building. Only a few hours until his drug bust..
Flints hand was shaking a little so he placed it under the table to hide it. He looked back to Nirvana "That's all for now" He smiled.