"Cassie Gutierrez "<br/>Location: The Gramercy Plaza Condominium Bar.<br/>Tag:  Arthur Connington<br/><br/>Chelsea, who always had to remind herself to think of herself as 'Cassie', was one of the only servers who did not get cut after the breakfast rush died down.  Most of the other servers had classes to go to, children to deal with, or just could not afford to stand around for the 2.50 waitress minimum wage in this city, plus almost no tips with very few customers.  But for 'Cassie' it was perfect.  She was not busy so she got the time to actually meet people, as well as observe them.  Not to mention learn more of the job, though she had been working as a waitress for several months now.  The assistant manager had once asked how she could afford to work all the crappy shifts, but everyone was thankful she could.  Not that she didn't have some regulars, too; but none of them were here at the moment.<br/><br/>'Regulars', she smiled to herself thinking.  People who were there to see her primarily, and not because they wanted her to buy them something or ask her opinion on some fashion issue or ask for a loan. They didn't just like her because of her last name and who her parents were.  It felt sort of nice.<br/><br/>Noticing her one table looked ready for a refill, she approached, of course wearing<a class="link link--external" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/88/1d/c4/881dc43e11fdf68c54753d2cb758bc58--zoey-deutch-character-inspiration.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">her daytime uniform </a>, which was not as elaborate or flashy as the night time one. He seemed to be working on something that was almost certainly not a spread sheet since all she ever saw was a spreadsheet every time she came up.  She smirked and shook her head, it wasn't like she really wanted to see.  Or, maybe she did now that she knew he didn't want her to see.<br/><br/>She bent slightly to put her face closer "Looks like maybe you are ready for some more coffee, you want a new cup or refill you?  I am Cassie, I am going to be taking over your table, but don't feel rushed of course"  She gave a broad smile and then went to either get a new cup or the pot to pour the refil, when she returned she provided it to him<br/><br/>"I will be around most of the morning unless my boss gets tired of me, so if you need anything just wave.  I will try not to interrupt your work too much"  Her eyes flashed with interest at what he might be doing, but she was too polite to ask it seemed.  Had she known,  she definitely would have been even more curious ,especially if Irina was naked.