He gave her a small smile but the look really did throw him off guard.
"Yup. I like to think we make our own destiny." Bridge didn't stop working the entire time, his food was already a big hit. The small crowd that gathered at the surf spot seemed pleased, and so he was too. "Based on the choices we make." He said as he looked up and rubbed his eyes some. The onions were burny.
"Order up. " He smiled placing another omelet dish on the counter top. Since he started working, his mood had improved. His general outlook on life was better. He was happier and it showed in everything he did. Bridge felt like himself again.