Well, the boy had charm and spunk, Hannah had to give him that. She raised an eyebrow and then she saw the resemblance.
"Not Anthony Goldstien's son? Are you?" she asked, then both eyebrows raised when he automatically went to wash his hands. As if he had already got the job.
Then he was looking at the bar and taking in everything and Hannah smirked, admiring Ben's ambition.
"Fine - I'm going to go take a rest for an hour and sit down in the booth over there with a glass of iced water. If you can handle this crowd for an hour without any help - you're hired," Hannah said, handing a towel over to him.
"And if you do, we'll talk about pay wages and hours then. Deal?"