"Oooh, nice. Yeah. We can. And he'll let us know if the cookies are any good or not. 'Cause I still think those Scout cookies are nice." He glanced over at her and laughed."You? Sweet? Awww, how cute." He looked to the right, pretending to talk to someone who obviously wasn't there. "She thinks she's sweet. Isn't that adorable?"
Sam wasn't exactly going to protest giving the waiter a hard time. If they were going to tip the person then they didn't really need to complain or give them funny looks, did they? "Beer it is. Lots of beer. And dessert. We could always just go in for beer and dessert. That's one surefire way to piss off the server. Skip the entire meal."