Wildcard Table
She had been working in the F&B industry long enough to know that the quieter guests often gave the most trouble. It seemed like there was always that one table with a wildcard. If she did not feel comfortable, she would swap tables with a male staff member. However, it was not possible that night since they were all busy. The men would show her their true colors, but only at the last minute.

Wildcard Table
Out Of Place
The more she thought about it, the more things did not make sense. The Seagrape Café was largely visited by students. What could these older men be doing here? They were easily the oldest folks in this room. Call it woman’s intuition or whatever you want, but she could tell that these guys were trouble.

Out Of Place