The woman’s smile flickered.
“Oh, really?”
“Yes,” I said. “We treat everyone the same.”
The woman tilted her head. “That’s… unexpected.
So you’re saying you don’t want the exposure?”
I shook my head slightly. “I’m saying this is a business.”
The boyfriend exhaled through his nose, amused. “Most places are grateful.”
I didn’t respond right away.
I glanced toward the counter, where a line was forming.
The morning rush was starting to build, and we had two other tables waiting for refills.
“I need to get back to work.”
The woman laughed softly.
“I’ll bring the check.” I turned to leave.
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