*now that he's noticed you, can't un-notice you* *is acutely aware of the waitress heading out from behind the bar, and her greeting floating up from somewhere in your general direction, her voice taking on that high-pitched tone that means she's trying not to come over like a Fan*
*can't hear you, precisely, but from the server's replies, it sounds like you're placing your order?* *probably not waiting for someone, then (there goes that excuse)*
*watches the waitress round the bar and head back to the kitchen, turning his beer slowly atop the counter and biting the inside of his lip in indecision* *exhales shortly, almost impatiently (coward), and some moments later has made his way to your table, taking a roundabout path so that he doesn't have to meet your eyes before he actually gets there*
*very quietly, with the air of someone fully expecting to be turned down (and this can be your excuse, if you like)* Are you expecting anyone?