James finished loading his plate and headed for the table he'd claimed when he'd first arrived. The server had already put a ticket on it, but it seemed that wasn't enough of a flag.
The young woman he'd met at the mandarin oranges was sitting at his table. The restaurant was busy and he didn't want to ask her to leave - never be rude, Jimmy - so instead, he paused by the table and asked, "Mind if I join you?"