"Can I take your order?"
Marie couldn't believe herself. Being a waitress was a young woman's vocation and here she was taking orders and getting tips.
"Thanks, it will be right out shortly."
Marie moved to the kitchen window and met Toque's gaze for the first time. "Well well well, if it isn't Marie Ollon. A little old to be doing this line of work eh?"
Marie gave him a short glare and pieced off a pie. She didn't bother responding to him as she walked off. It was a good enough job as any.
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