"Who do we have here?" The waitress drawled as she set a menu down on Josie's side of the booth, then motioned for Dale to get up before he settled completely into his seat. "He's growing like a weed; stand up so that I can get a good look at you!"
He gave his mom a sly look before complying to the request, holding out his arms a little to give a slow turn around for the lady. "I haven't changed that much, Dee."
"Not buying, kiddo, you're probably getting old enough to help around here." Dee smirked, pulling a pencil from behind her ear and extracted her pad from her apron. Already writing down Dale's order, she glanced over at him just to confirm, "Your usual or are you feeling brave today?"
"The usual, double if mom says okay," Dale replied as he slid back into his seat across from Josie. He picked up his rolled silverware and clicked his tongue. "This is rolled too tight, do you have somebody new in back?" The waitress passed Dale some napkins from her apron before he asked, nodding. "You could probably show him a thing or two."
While Dale set about resetting the silverware in their booth, the waitress chuckled and turned her attention to Josie. "It's been ages since you've been in. Big occasion?"