Aine’s POV:
I walked into the diner and Grace was already there filling the ketchup bottles.
She looked up at me and gave me a huge smile. “So you decided to come back. I’m so happy. I had a good feeling about you”.
I smiled back at her “Thanks, so where do I start”.
She showed me around the diner, and we discussed some of my duties.
As the first customer came in, he looked to be in his 60’s but very well presented, he wore jeans and a shirt that was very neat. I quickly ran to his booth.
“Hi, my name is Aine. What can I get you?”
He looked at me and I could feel his eyes as it roamed over my body and face. It wasn’t s****l though; it was more like an in-depth assessment. Something also felt off about him, but he was human, I could smell it on him. His eyes took everything in
