"Steep Learning Curve"

Luke arched his brow. "What's goin' on?"

Bo glanced over. "You mean with Daisy and that guy?"

Daisy was waiting that guy's table. Both were smiling as he held her hand. His smile: too friendly. Hers: a warning. She wanted her hand back. He wasn't catching on.

"Aw, can't you take a break?"

"Sorry, I'm on the clock."

He tugged her closer. "You could be on my lap."

Two seconds later, his lap was occupied. He hadn't planned on it being occupied by his overturned beer mug.

Daisy smiled, sugar-sweet. "Refills're two bucks."

Bo smirked. "He's new in town."