A lean sharp dressed waiter hurried around the place, cleaning tables and desperately trying to avoid proximity with any of the customers. The waiters medium build let him slip about quietly, steering clear of the hungry customers as he sweated heavily, nervous and terrified of the busy surroundings. His short hair was slick wet with sweat and his groomed face was distressed by the busy work, clearing up tables and any other mess that occurred.<br/><br/>His name was Samuel, he had been working here for two weeks now (or survived as he would put it) and hated his job. Not only was he worked hard, over long tiring hours, he came in close contact with some very deadly folks although that was balanced by the considerably beautiful woman who also attended. Despite his hatred for his job, he needed the cash and little to no work could be found elsewhere so he had to put up with it as best as he could.<br/><br/>Cautiously he approached a messy table after the customer left it, and begin clearing it, stacking up the dishes and scrubbing the table clean. Nearby he see's Josephine, looking around waiting for a customer to serve. Samuel always tried to avoid serving customers, choosing instead to clean up as much possible rather than face the customers. As she comes close, Samuel tries to get her attention. "Its really busy tonight, I'd be careful if I were you," he suggests to her, warning her as he sees various customers glancing at her hungrily.