Another day, another dollar.
Today was a great day for Brie. The diner only really got slammed once or twice and the rest of the day has been a smooth sail. The majority of the tips were well and that left Brie content. She has a little over an hour left before it was time to head home and she was positive the rest of her shift would be one of relaxation.
Brie makes her way to the table she just got done serving to clear the rest of the dishes off. She picks up the four remaining cups and the presence when she turns around makes her jump a bit, dropping all four cups.
"Didn't mean to scare you like that." Randy laughs and retrieves the cups for her.
"Oh um thanks," she quickly takes the cups from him. Great, she gets to spend her last hour with this guy. She hasn't seen him in weeks but the last time he and his girlfriend were here, they were nothing but rude.
"This table all good?" He asks with a raised eyebrow.
"Yep, all good!" Brie delivers the cups to the dish washer and heads back to the table. "Where's your girlfriend?" She asks, not really caring.
"She had business to take care of," Randy claims getting settled in his booth. "Couldn't risk being this close and not coming to eat here."
She gives him a look. "Oh, so you actually like eating here?"
"Yeah, I love it!" He exclaims. "Kim has the problem with it." He adds leaning back.
"Ah, I see." She taps her pen on her paper. "Will you be having the water today"
"Actually no," he smiles. "I'll take the lemonade."
"I'll be right up with that then." Brie smiles and heads off to get his drink. Weird. He doesn't seem to be obnoxious like he usually is. Impossible, besides it's way too early in the night to tell.
"What's wrong with you? You don't look as annoyed as you do when he usually comes in?" Natalya says with a smile.
Brie glances back over at the table. "That's because he isn't being annoying at all. He's actually being kind of polite."
Natalya clutches at her heart playfully and her eyes get wide. "Randy Orton? Polite?" She snorts. "Well do you notice anything else?"
Brie sends a small peek to the table then turns back to her friend. "Should I?"
"Yes silly," Natalya smiles and takes Brie by the shoulders to turn her back around. "He doesn't have that mean witch with him." She explains.
Brie rolls her eyes. "Yeah, as if he isn't being mean because she isn't around." She moves over to make his lemonade. "He'll be rude in a second. He's not done warming up." Brie heads back over to the table as her blonde friend rolls her eyes this time.
"Your lemonade is here," Brie presents with a smile. "You ready to order or not yet?"
"I'm ready whenever you are Miss Brianna," he utters with that cocky smirk. What a tool. At least he isn't being a complete jerk tonight. "You know," he continues. "It's so great to have a constant waitress. One that you can guarantee will also be waiting on you no matter what." He folds his arms and leans closer to Brie.
She stares into his baby blue eyes and dares to say that she doesn't see the same man she witnessed being so cold to her a couple weeks back. That can't be. Randy Orton is known for making girls gush and drool over him. This same look does it right there. He's just throwing on the charm tonight. Wouldn't be he first time he tried flirting to get his food cheap or free.
Not tonight bud.
Brie smiles, looking down at her notepad and back up at him. "What will you be having tonight?"
"I'm gonna go with the Western omelette tonight with your number if that's alright." He flirts with a wink.
Brie sends him a laugh and it's more of a pathetic one if anything. "Do you always flirt with other women when your girlfriend isn't around?"
"Who says I was flirting?" He gives her yet another smirk.
"Well you just asked for my number." She explains with a dumbfounded look.
"I never said I wanted to date you or anything. Just wanting to be friendly." He looks up at her with a serious expression.
"Were you serious about the Western omelette or no?" She asks in a serious manner.
"For sure. Along with a side of hash browns and a tall class of OJ. What do you say to that number?" He asks curiously.
Brie glares at the tatted man before her and crosses her arms. "Well I typically don't lend my numbers to customers, let alone to rude ones so I'm going to have to pass on your latest offer." She gives him his answer before walking away.
"Now there's that Brianna I know!" Natalya laughs. "That annoyed look has returned to your lovely face." She teases.
"He just asked me for my number. I don't know what he's pulling but I'm throwing it right back at him." Brie smiles proudly.
"Well he isn't a bad looking man." Natalya admits.
"Ew Natalya!" Brie scrunches her face up. "Don't talk so loud, he'll hear you."
"Ew Brianna," Natalya mocks. "I don't think he would mind hearing us. You better appreciate him being nice while the witch isn't here."
Brie rolls her eyes. "We've been over this already Nat. I didn't give him my number so watch how nasty he'll be when I bring him his food." She whispers her last sentence.
Natalya raises an eyebrow. "Wanna bet on that?"
"You are being ridiculous Nattie. I am not going to bet you on this." She crosses her arms and looks at Randy who gives her a small smile, making her turn back around.
Natalya smirks. "Look at him, grinning like a fool. He's finally been released from the witch's spell." She laughs out loud.
Brie slaps her on the arm playfully. "Oh would you hush up." she giggles.
"Order up Breezy!" the chef from the back calls out to Brie.
"Thanks Tom." She grabs the plate. "Now excuse me Natalya, I'll be right back." She sticks her tongue out at Natalya.
"Here you are." She sets Randy's plate in front of him.
"That was fast. Thanks." He looks up at her with a smirk.
She frowns. "Excuse me?" Brie really wasn't expecting a 'thank you' at all.
"I said that was fast." He responds again.
"No after that."
"Thank you?" He looks up at her.
"Oh," she wipes her hands on her apron. "I didn't know you knew those words existed." She shrugs.
He chuckles. "Nice one Brie. Are you a comedian?"
"No just a teller of the truth." She gives him a cocky smile.
He chuckles once again. "Ya know, you really are something."
"I know," is all she says before walking away. "I hope he doesn't stay here long. I want to get home." Brie says to Natalya, making her way back to her. As she wished, he doesn't take long eating at all.
Brie approaches the table as Randy prepares to leave and just in time to see him throw down a $20 tip. "Woah, what are you doing?"
"Am I not supposed to tip?" He turns to her with a questioning look.
"Well yeah, you are. It's just last time you came here you-"
He cuts her off. "Well last time I was being an asshole and now I'm making up for it. Do you mind?"
Brie shifts her weight from one foot to the other. "I don't, no. It's just, that's a really big tip."
"Just consider it a favor that doesn't need to be returned," he brings her hand up to his mouth before lightly kissing the back of it. Brie doesn't know why, but she doesn't have it in her to pull her hand away. "See you later Brianna."
Brie is left standing there to ponder on the WWE star's sudden change in attitude.
Randy layin on the charm thinkin he slickxD
