When the man walked in, she felt a strange dizziness run through her. Blinking a few times, Paige finished with the older lady who always came in at the same time every day and got the fried egg sandwich and a chocolate shake, did the daily Sudoku, and went home, but who always asked how Pagie's family was, and then finally made her way over to the new face at the counter. She looked at him for a minute and that dizziness revisited her and she had to put her hand down on the counter to stay steady. Fortunately, she didn't think he was paying enough attention to her yet to notice. Clearing her throat, she put on her very best smile. "Welcome! I don't think I've seen you before."
But that wasn't entirely true, was it? Even as she said it, the words felt like a lie. Something about him was so familiar to her, but she was absolutely positive he'd never been in to the diner before - or that they'd even met. She had a way with names and faces. Still, her smile never wavered now that it was firmly on her face. It had become a particular skill of hers to tuck her emotions away, especially when it came to being at work. They weren't coming here to see a sullen and sulking waitress who was completely not present. The diner had a reputation and, it was after all, an actual candy shop, too. "If you need recommendations, I'd be happy to make some, but we don't usually have any complaints."