I made eye contact with Jen when I was headed for the bathroom. I immediately thought she was cute and smiled. Jen returned the eye contact and smiled at me.
When I came back to my table, my food was being dropped off. I barely remembered the meal, however, because I was looking at Jen every time she passed through my station. And she looked at me and smiled a few more times.
I walked up to the bar to order another beer. After I told the bartender my order, Jen came directly behind the bar to grab some cups.
“They have you running all over the place don’t they?” I offered. She set the cups down on the bar and smiled again.
“Oh, you noticed that too? I thought it was only me seeing how much I’m killing myself tonight,” she laughed. She put her hand out. “I’m Jen by the way.” I took her hand and squeezed slightly as I shook it.
“What time do you get to stop running tonight?” I asked, still holding her hand.