Hired pt.2

"I'd tip that" A voice chuckles as I'm about to argue.

It's him.

The attractive guy from earlier that I was checking out, and a friend, the one talking.

The attractive guy laughs. "You mean you'd hit that." he winks and I turn red. "You're not the only one here thinkin' the same thing."

He extends a hand, and I shake it. "I'm Scott, this here's Carson."

"Nice to meet you two." Dakota pipes up, elbowing me. "Dakota, and Kasey." She nods at me. "You two been here before?"

"Yeah, we come all the time. You two look like you're virgins, though." Carson smirks.

Sweet Kasey goes away, and fiery Kasey comes out. "Excuse me?"

"Virgins? Do you know what that means, redhead?" He smirks, and I lose it.

"I'm not sure why you momma didn't teach you any manners, but if you don't start talking nicer, your gonna find those manners shoved up your a-"

Dakota cuts me off. "Kasey." She elbows me.

"Ow. What the hell?"

"They're messin. You don't gotta go redhead mode right away." She snorts.

The boys' chuckle. "I meant newbies, you know, haven't been here before..." Carson pipes up. He's probably about 6'2, but stocky. He has full sleeves of tats, and a buzz cut. He's quite hot, that's for sure, but has a smirk on his face saying that he knows it. "Judging by your reaction, I'd say what you were thinking was probably the truth." He chuckles.

I step close to him, my 5' heels giving me confidence as I'm 5'11 in them. "Listen here Mister. I don't need assholes like you guessing what my status is."

"I'm not guessing. I'm assuming. There's a difference, princess."

Damn him! Ain't nobody gonna call me that.

"I'm just saying that you’re making it obvious I’m right." He continues as I angrily take another step forward so we're chest to chest.

"Listen. I can assure you that anyone who gets to touch this pussy is way more of a man than you'll ever be, and he knows to respect women and not fuck with pissed off redheads. I can assure you that even though this is none of your business, I have been thoroughly and completely fucked by a real man, so I couldn't walk for days. Then, when I had my full of him, I left him in the ditch to go crawl to find another warm bed, just as I assume you do every night." I huff, trying to calm down as Dakota stares at me.

Scott lets out a low whistle. "Well shit, Cars. You just got bitch-sassed by a sexy, pissed off redhead. Wait till JT hears about this."

'Cars' looks surprised. "Well that was quite the mouthful, missy. When you're looking to fill your mouth again, you know where to go." He finishes that and turns around to leave.

"Yeah, I'll be sure to go find someone that'll give me a challenge. Don't worry. I won't go crawling to you."

He turns around "Fuck! Girl. You know how to shoot someone's ego."

I grin, then blush. "Sorry...that was..." I turn to Dakota, shocked as I realize exactly what I said in my rant.

They both boom with laughter. "Someone ain't used to all that, eh?" Scott chuckles.

"Slice. Get off her case. She apparently needed a stress relief." Carson chuckles, patting me on the shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah I could find my relief on top of one of you. Ha-ha so funny." I roll my eyes, anticipating their thoughts.

Scott booms with laughter again. "Yes! Damn. You have quite the quick brain there, red. I didn't even think of that one...Damn. If you need somewhere to sit when your break comes, feel free to hang with us."

Dakota laughs. "We'll see. As fun as this has been, we have to go. See you later."

They say goodbye and we laugh into the kitchen.

"Have fun girls? Erin chuckles, taking a tray of plates out of the dishwasher and stacking a few in the cupboard.

"Um, yeah. If you call Kasey getting hit on and then yelling and roasting the boys who did it fun, then yeah. We had a BLAST." Dakota chuckles

"Ommagosh! Wow. I was so mean. I have to go apologize!" I gasp.

"Don't worry. They were totally okay with it."

"We have some fun regulars out there that's for sure. Anyway girls. Do you both know how to use one of these dishwashers?" Erin asks us.

"Yeah."

"Pretty easy. You rinse the dishes and place them on this rack. Pull this lever, then press the wash button. Number one for plates and bowls, number two for cutlery and cups. When the cycle is finished, you don't want to grab the tray immediately... they will be boiling hot. Slide it to the side and load another if there's one in this waiting area. After a minute or two you can kinda just shake the water off of them... you don't need to dry them. Plates go here, cups here and if you aren't sure where something goes, Jacque will tell you." She points to a guy with headphones who's currently cooking. He nods, and flips a burger.

"Ummm, you generally won't need to do the dishes, unless there's enough people on the floor, or we really need them. Jacque prefers to do them. Hmm. What else? Oh! The dishcloth is here and there's soapy spray bottles here, wash each table, then rinse out the cloth, then spray and wipe again. Got it? The bucket that you put the dishes in is here." She stops for a breath and looks at us both.

"Okay." Dakota says. "Not too difficult."

"Keila will be running the cash register, so if you see someone there, let her or me work it out. Cutlery and napkins are here, put that and condiments on after you finish washing the tables. Okay. I can't think of anything else... so let's go over here." She leads us behind the bar. "Extra washcloths and cups and stuff are here, but generally you won't be serving the drinks, there’s lots of training and memorizing recipes you gotta do for that. Y’all are at least 18 though, right?" we nod.

“Yeah that was probably something I should have asked earlier.” She chuckles to herself. “Now I'll show you how to serve tables."