"You get what you pay for."
"Here is your клубника банан smoothie, sir," I сказал(-а) as I shoved his льстец, смузи toward him.
He frowned. "I asked for this an час ago."
I rolled my eyes. "You get what Ты pay for." I held my hand out expectantly.
"You think Ты actually deserve some tips?!" he barked.
I grabbed his льстец, смузи and held my hand out again. "No tip, no smoothie."
We glared at each other until a familiar chubby woman shoved me aside.
"I'm sorry on behalf of my niece, sir." She took the cup from me and handed it to him.
He scoffed. "Your 'niece' doesn't deserve a job!"
In a second, I sent a gust of air at him, making...
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