George looked up suddenly, having not paid attention to what was happening until she heard a female voice say Hi. The reaper tried not to look guilty. She'd taken the sugar container and holding it under the table and out of view, emptied its contents onto the floor.
"Uh, hi."
The waitress seated them and George waited until she was out of eye shot to put the nearly empty sugar container back on the counter top. The grumpy blonde cleared her throat casually as if she'd done nothing at all. Her hand grabbed the post-it note and slowly pulled it into her pocket trying not to call attention to it or what it said: