The orkish woman looked incredulous, as if trying to figure out where waitress fit into dock work.  About to open her mouth, she paused, shook her head, and started again... but looked off to the side as if she noticed something.  A frown, and then came swearing in a language Alice didn't know.<br/><br/>"Chip-headed bastard, what did I just tell him?" she growled, slamming a fist into her desk and denting it (even deskworking orks had muscle it seems) "Damn it all... gotta call in a backup... hey, girl, we'll talk later I have business to take care of now that that asshole you saw leave here went and fucked himself up."