I worked a shift at Barbaro with you last nite and I could tell we were both happy to see each other and happy to work together. We hadn’t worked together in almost 3 years but last nite felt like just another shift at Jo Street. You had on a charcoal dress, cut in a way that accentuated your legs and waist. I liked that. I wasn’t afraid to tell you that you look pretty and I never will be afraid to do that.
I was bummed out when I was plating a dish that was for you but was for to-go. I thought you were going to work all nite and we would talk and hang out a little bit. But shortly after you had left, I received a text from you that said “that was nice :)”. I was happy that the feeling was mutual.