With a smile and a nod, Nesryn stepped away from the table to make room for the mysterious man with the car. “Of course!” The request was one she could handle, and the break was what she needed to go check on the order, anyway.
Back to the counter, she told Ronnie about the dressing and before too long the food was ready. A tray loaded with dishes was taken to the table and set up, and then she went back for the pot of coffee to refill his mug.
As everything was set, she would put the tray aside for later clean up. “Hope everything is okay,” she chimed, smiling, as the man returned and settled again.