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Edward Cullen/hates shift change
Hours pass and we're making easy conversation.
Our waitress stops by to check on us.
"The two of you look cozy, but I get off in five so I'm handing you over to Seth for the rest of your night." She points to a scrawny little git talking with the table behind us.
Bella reaches for her purse, but I'm quicker and hand Jessica a twenty, thanking her for her exceptional service.
Bella glares at me.
"You just stole my date."
"No, I didn't. I'm right here."
She throws a fry at me.
"You know what I mean. I asked you out, and you just tipped the waitress. We aren't going dutch."
"I'm sorry. You can pay me back if you want."
She reaches for her purse again, but I stop her.
"Keep your cash. I accept any major credit cards and heavy makeout sessions as acceptable forms of payment."
Bella's beautiful laugh is interrupted by Seth.
My least favorite person on earth at the moment.
"All right, I gotta ask the pretty lady what we're laughing about."