"How's it going, Ayo?" I ask, watching as my friend rolls her eyes discreetly at the loud couple deciding where to sit, their teenaged son standing a good distance from them looking annoyed.

"Oh, same as ever," Ayo says, ever the professional hostess.

"I'll bet."

Glancing around to make sure no one is paying attention, Ayo leans forward to ask, "It's your day off and you decide to spend it here? At work?"

"Hey, I'm a waitress. Maybe the sights of the Sapphire Waterfall seem boring to you since you see it all the time, but all I've ever seen are pictures. Besides, I don't have enough units to do much else. At least this way, I get to relax, see something pretty, and even save a little money."

"There's an entire Leisure Palace to relax in and you choose the most expensive and overrated part of it," she says with an eye roll.

"My, hostess, are you telling me that I've wasted my money?" I gasp dramatically, hand on my heart. "Don't let the higher ups hear your terrible sales pitch or they just might fire you."

Ayo simply shoots me a dark look that's quickly replaced by a polite smile as she welcomes a man in a pin-striped suit onto the shuttle.


AN: and the doctor makes a very brief appearance. Ayo is the name I've given the unnamed hostess, if you haven't already figured that out. It is a Yoruba name meaning joy. I mostly chose it because it's part of the actress' real name (Rakie Ayola).