Sasha gave him a confused look as she turned and headed to the kitchen. What was with this guy? She had only ever seen the gun-finger-thing in movies. It was a little cheesy, but at least he was nice. She shrugged to herself and grabbed the salad that was waiting after grabbing him another tea.
When she arrived back at the table she smiled and put down the salad. "Here ya go, sir. I think you'll really enjoy this." She moved to set his tea down and was bumped from behind by a customer on their way to the rest room. She nearly recovered as she lurched forward but the cup still managed to turn and most of the tea in the glass poured our and onto Kaz's chest and lap.
"Oh no!!" She exclaimed. "Oh no. oh no. I am SO sorry, sir. So sorry. Let me go and grab something to clean that up." She ran away before he had a chance to protest or react. As she ran to the back to grab some towels she berated herself. "No tips here. So mad. I hope I don't get in trouble. Damn it, I need this money to move when I'm off this boat. Oh no."
She hurried back and set the towels on the table, grabbing one and setting it on his chest before grabbing another and mopping up the floor. "Once again, I am so sorry sir. I'm not normally this much of a clutz!"