Spike walked into Mel's Diner. He was nervous, which for him was normal at a new job. He just hoped that this job would end up better than all the others. Maybe he could keep this one for more than a month.

He sighed as he walked towards the woman at the counter. She looked up at him and smiled, "Hello. Can I help you?"

He smiled back at her, "Yeah, I am supposed to come in for an interview today. Name's William Pratt."

Her smile seemed to get even bigger, "Great! My name is Willow. I am the general manager here. Well, the interview was just for me basically to see if you had any unwanted appearances!" She explained as she looked him over, "Well, doesn't seem to be a problem. Why don't we get you a uniform and you can start today if you like?"

He nodded, "Definately. I would love to," they started walking towards the back of the diner, "I'm not so sure about how good I am going to be at serving, but I will do my best."

She stopped at an office, using her keys to open it, "I'm sure that you will do fine. None of my employees knew how to serve when they started either," she rummaged through a couple of shirts and handed him one, "Okay, here you go. If this one doesn't fit, then come find me and I will give you a different one."

"Alright," he headed towards the bathrooms to change, but stopped when he heard her voice.

"William!" He turned to look at her, "Welcome to Mel's Diner."

And with that, she turned and headed towards the register and he headed, once again, to the bathrooms.

Once he changed, he walked to Willow, "Okay, what should I do?"

She smiled, "Wow. That was a fast change!" She laughed, "Okay. I guess you can start with that table over there," she pointed to a table near the window, where a young woman and a man sat across from her, "I know that that table will be easy for you. Just let her know that you just started today."

He looked at her skeptically, "How do you know? Know her or something?"

"Yeah. Her name is Buffy. She is one of my best friends. She'll be easy, now, the guy across from her, I'm not so sure about. I've never actually hung around him enough to form an opinion."

He sighed, trying to prepare himself for this, "All right. Best get this over with fast."

She giggled, "That's the spirit!"

He turned and walked to the table by the window, "Hi, my name is William. I'll be taking care of you all today. Do you know what you would like or do you still need a few minutes?"

Buffy looked up at him smiling, "Hi. I don't recognize you. Did you just start?"

He smiled, he liked her, "Yeah. Just started today."

"Oh! Well, welcome then. I'm Buffy," she stuck her hand out for him to shake, which he did gratefully, "And this is my boyfriend, Riley."

He turned to Riley, who was sticking his hand out for him to shake and he did, "Nice to meet you both. Do you all just want to start out with some drinks and I'll be back for your order later?"

She thought for a bit, then looked at him, "Yeah. That would be great. I'll take a coke."

He wrote it down then looked at Riley, "All right. And you, sir?"

He smiled, "I'll have a coke also. Thanks."

"Great. I'll be back in a moment to take your orders," and with that, he turned and walked to the pop machine, getting two glasses out and filling them with ice and coke.

Willow walked up to him, "So? How was the first meeting? Did it go well? Looked like it did."

He put the cokes on a tray, along with his order paper and pen and looked at her, "Yeah. She noticed right off that I was just starting. She's pretty nice. The bloke next to her was okay. Barely said two words to me."

She scoffed, "Yeah, that's typical Riley. Don't worry, things will get better," she patted him on the back and walked away.

Meanwhile, at the table

"What the hell was that, Buffy?" Riley asked, steam could have been seen coming out of his nostrils.

She looked at him as if he had lost his mind, "What are you talking about?"

He pointed at her, "You! Flirting with that waiter! You were practically throwing yourself at him!"

"I was not! You are taking things way out of proportion. I was being nice! It's his first day! I remember when I started working here when it first opened. I would have liked a nice customer to be my first impression."

He scoffed disbelieving her, "Whatever."

William made his way back to the table, setting the glasses down in front of them along with two straws. "Here we go. Are you ready to order?"

Buffy smiled at him, "Yep."

He grabbed his pen, clicking it open, "All right. What can I get you?"