Jen pffffed her hair out of her face as she considered the order tickets in front of her. Two beef sandwiches for a delivery, 4 orders of breadsticks (and two orders of cheesy garlic bread) for dine-ins, and an order of cheese sticks for one of the busboys. Didn't anyone come to a pizza restaurant for pizza anymore?
"Hey Jen," Denise called as she breezed by.
"Hi Denise." Okay, the cheese should be melted on the garlic bread by now.
"Hey, are you all right? I heard you got pulled over a few nights ago."
"I'm fine - can we talk later? I'm slammed right now."
"Sure." Denise smiled. "I have a surprise for you."
"What is it?"
"It's a surprise."
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