Sandy looked up at the bar's owner, straining to hear him over the noise in the bar.<br/><br/>"What?!" she shouted, "Oh! Well I don't know. Why don't you go ask  him? Its not my call..."<br/><br/>Sandy moved on to keep clearing off the dirty tables. Looking around, she saw that the bar's patrons were all taken care of, and went back into the kitchen to put the dishes she'd gathered with the other dirty dishes. When she got back there, she found a giant pile of dishes. With a sigh, she figured no one was going to clean them if she didnt. She donned the plastic dishwasher's apron and started spraying dishes, placing them in the racks, and sending them through the huge dishwashing machine.