Meg snorted at his comment, but grinned as the waitress scowled at her. "I want a short stack, please. With coffee -- cream and sugar. And a side order of fries, please."
She stuck her tongue out at the woman's back as she turned to -- lean towards Clarence. Meg made a face at Clarence over the woman's shoulder.
To be fair, Meg had been more blatant than that about flirting before, but if the woman bent over any further her tits were gonna pop out of that top she was wearing.
Meg moved her hand slightly, knocking the glass of water over to where it splashed and ran down along the waitress's blouse and skirt.
Meg raised an eyebrow as the woman turned to look at her.