Sasha was slightly flustered by Jack's words and actions. She watched him take a huge drink and she couldn't help but appraise him as he did so. He was good looking. What was wrong with her? And who ever said her name? No one ever did. She was just that waitress woman. Not even the regulars back at home ever really called her by name. She liked hiding behind her uniform, but she also liked him calling her by name. The familiarity was unexpectedly pleasant.
She tried her best not to flush and gave a nod. "You're welcome. I'll go get you some more tea." And she turned and hurried back to her counter by the kitchen to get more tea and a breath.