(A\N: This is from both Katey and Javier's point of view)
"Could this day be any worse?" Javier thought to himself. He was having such a bad day. Bad tips, tons of racist insults, and he had gotten no sleep, so he was tired beyond belief. When his break rolled around, he went outside, walked about 3 blocks, and screamed loudly. He was so frustrated. The night was cool, and the breeze began to relax him. He went in the restaurant through the back door, and went to the bathroom. He splashed cold water on his face, fixed his shirt, and combed his hair. He was calmed down, and went into the kitchen to spend the last few minutes of his break away from the stuck up society.
The Miller's stepped out of the car one at a time. Tobey got out before Katey, and held his hand out for her. She grabbed it, and stepped out of the car. He was a true gentleman. He had his arm around her waist, he held the doors for her. She was falling for him quickly.
"Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?" he whispered to her.
She smiled
"A few times, but thank you, you are very sweet. Did I thank you for coming with me?" she replied
"It's my pleasure." he said, lightly kissing her on the lips.
Susie and Lucy saw this and giggled. Katey blushed.
The slender hostess named Bridgette, who always tried to put on a fake French accent, smiled and greeted the Millers.
"Welcome Monsieur and Madamme Miller! Bon Anniversaire Madamme!" she said, almost forgetting to keep up the fake accent. "Your table is being prepared, one moment please, forgive the delay."
Within a few moments, they were seated at a large table. Katey was helping Tobey translate the menu. He was more of an Italian student.
"Welcome to Le Restaurant de Marie-Christine, may I take your order?" said a man, with a heavy Cuban accent.
Katey looked up, and her heart almost stopped.
Going back a bit
Javier returned from his break, and prepared for a fresh start. He only had a few hours left, and then he could go home and sleep.
Bridgette came over to him.
"Javier, table 15, is it ready? We have a large group of here, and it is the Madamme's birthday. If everything is not perfect, your job is on the line!" she barked.
"Yes, I had everything ready before my break. I promise, this will be fine!" He replied.
She strode away, and he went to the kitchen to grab his tray and his notepad and pen. He wasn't looking as he walked upto the table, and when he finally looked up, he could have fainted.
There at the table, he saw his love, his Katey, sitting at the table. She had another man's arm around her, and she looked different. Her hair, that had a natural wave to it, had none. She had make up on, and it made her natural beauty disappear. She looked a bit cheap, but he loved her none the less.
Her face was white, and her eyes wide. He knew she recognized him, but he couldn't do anything, or he would lose his job. The entire table, except a 17 year old brunette girl and the man with his arm around Katey, recognized him.
Bert ordered a bottle of champagne and lemonade and iced tea for the rest of the table.
Katey wanted to cry. She felt like she was going to faint, and puke, and she was filled with joy at the same time. Tobey could sense her tensing up, and he felt goose bumps forming on her arms. He insisted she put her sweater on, but she had left it in the car. He gave her his jacket.
The waiter was giving him uncomfortable stares, but Tobey was concentrating on Katey.
"May I be excused?" Katey asked
"Are you ok?" Tobey asked with a worried voice
Bert nodded to her, and she got up.
"May I be excused too?" Susie asked.
Again, Bert nodded. He understood what was going on. They ran to the Ladies Room, and Katey collapsed against the wall.
"What is he doing here! He was supposed to be in Cuba, we were going….I was finally….he was supposed to….he….I…Tobey…..mom….dad…." She said in hysterics.
"Katey, calm down. Maybe he doesn't know its you. You look different, and he would have said something, right?" She said, knowing it wasn't true.
"OH COME ON SUZ! YOU ARENT THAT NIEVE!" She shouted. "Oh…oh no…" Katey said, and ran into a stall to vomit.
