Looks like I forgot the disclaimer in Chapter 1.
Just wanted to tell everyone, because I'm sure someone out there was thinking that maybe I owned Fox, Prison Break or the amazing actors. Sadly this is not the case.
I do however own the fantasies that run around in my head that are associated with Prison Break and the amazing actors.
A Tip
"Come on Ally, you gotta' pick up the pace!" Ed yelled.
It was Allison's second week waiting tables at the trendy restaurant, "Ellie's" in Hollywood. Unlike most of the girls that worked at the restaurant, she NEEDED the money.
She had already waited on several of Hollywood's hottest actors, which she found exciting but since there were strict rules about asking for autographs or actually "talking" to anybody, she couldn't really say she had "met" any of them.
"I know, I know" Allison answered Ed.
"Ally…seriously….table 10 has been waiting for over 15 minutes, get out there!" Ed yelled again.
Ally went over to the table. She recognized her guest, but couldn't quite come up with a name. His hair was dark and shaved closely to his head. His eyes were a brilliant blue.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Are you ready to order?" Allison said apologetically.
"No problem" the gentlemen said smiling.
"Can you tell me what the special is today?" He asked.
"Oh shit…I mean…..ummm, oh darn…. the special thingy….hang on, I didn't even check…I'm sorry….let me find out for you, I'll be right back if you don't mind waiting a second." Allison said stumbling over her words.
"I'll just have a Caesar salad." He said.
"Are you sure? Really it's no problem. I can go check for you." Allison answered.
"I don't think I've seen you here before? Are you new?" He asked
"Is it that obvious?" Allison said laughing.
"A little" He answered as he returned the laugh.
"Two weeks….I've been here two weeks…….Can I get you something to drink?" Allison asked.
"Water is fine." He said.
"Ok, I'll be right back." Allison said as she walked into the kitchen.
She put her ticket up in the window and went to get the water.
"OH……MY……….GOD!!! Do you have ANY idea who you are waiting on?" Rachel asked.
"No…looks familiar, but I don't remember who it is." Allison answered.
"You are kidding me……..that is LINCOLN……FREAKING……BURROWS!!!" Rachel squealed.
"Ohhhh Goodie….WOOO HOOOOO……who the hell is that?" Allison said.
"Oh Geeez, girl….you have got to change the channel from cartoons to the news…..He's the one that almost got the electric chair for killing Caroline Reynold's on Rach...….his brother broke him out of prison???...Anyway, since he was exonerated, he's written a couple of books about his ordeal…..AND rumour has it….he got a lucrative settlement from the Government." Rachel rambled. She couldn't believe Allison had no idea who he was.
"Girl, I wish I had time to watch the news…..but I don't…..he's cute and everything, but...oh nevermind." Allison said.
"Order up Ally." The chef said from the window.
"Thanks." Allison said. She picked up her order, placed it on the serving tray and took it to the table.
"Here you go...and I'm really sorry about the wait. Can I get anything else for you?" Allison asked Lincoln.
"Ummm, yea….water?" He said smiling at Allison.
"Oh God…water…..right…..be right back" Allison said. She ran to the back, grabbed a bottle of Evian and a frosted glass with ice and hurried back to the table.
"I'm sorry Mr. Burrows" Allison said as she poured his water into the glass.
"Ahhh, you figured out who I was." He said.
"Well, one of the girls said…….never mind...look I'm really sorry about the wait. If you need anything else, let me know." She said as she walked away.
"Soooo, did you get to talk to him? What did he say? Did you give him your number?" Rachel asked.
"Are you kidding me Rach? Ed was very specific when he said, "Do not talk…." Rachel interrupted Allison and finished her sentence..."about anything but what's on the menu…or the special of the day." She said in a mocking tone.
"Don't listen to that old man. We all do it." Rachel said.
"Look Rach, I NEED this job. I'm not doing anything to screw it up. My parents aren't putting me through acting school, like yourself, and I'm not here to meet someone to hopefully catch a big break, again….like yourself. I've got kids, I'm here for them." Allison said.
"Ok…suit yourself, but when he sits in my station….I'm gonna' be all over that." Rachel said as she walked away.
Allison went back out to the floor and saw that Lincoln was leaving the restaurant. She went over to the table to collect his money. She picked up the money and then ran after him.
"Mr. Burrows……MR. BURROWS." Allison said as she ran after him.
Lincoln turned around and smiled. "Yes?"
"I need to get you your change. You almost forgot it." Allison said.
"That's not necessary, keep the change." Lincoln looked around as if he were checking to see if someone was listening. He leaned in close to Allison and whispered in her ear. "Most waitresses call it a tip." Lincoln said as he turned to leave the restaurant.
"No…wait…I don't think you understand, you left $100.00 on the table….your bill is only $17.00." Allison said.
"Then I guess lunch is on you next time." Lincoln said as he left the building.
Allison didn't know what to say. She looked at the money in her hand and back toward the door. She watched Lincoln get into his car and drive away
