That’s when the manager approached.
“Hi, sweetheart,” she said when the line connected. “Are you on your way?”
Her fingers tightened slightly around the phone. “Of course,” she replied softly. “Next week is fine.”
That’s when the manager approached.
He didn’t rush, didn’t interrupt harshly, but there was a careful tension in his posture. “Ma’am,” he began gently, “I’m very sorry, but we do have other reservations waiting. Would it be possible to free up some of these seats?”
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