The young waiter stared awkwardly at the two women, his brow furrowed. Behind the kitchen's small window, the chef peered out, utterly confused by the scene.
"Ladies, you're welcome if you're here to eat. But if you're here to cause trouble for our boss, please leave. We'd rather not have to throw you out!"
Stella's anger exploded. "Who are you calling 'ladies'? Your whole damn family is 'ladies'!" she snarled, hurling a wad of napkins straight at the chef's face.
Alicia, barely coherent, swayed unsteadily, completely unaware of the unfolding chaos.
Drunk and furious, Stella swept everything off the counter with a crash. The sound jolted Alicia, who smashed her bottle against the table with a shatter, leaving a dangerous jagged remnant in her grip.
Then, inexplicably, Alicia slurred h
