"Wait one second please!" Greta, a pretty waitress at The Wild Ginger said quickly to several tables as she seemed to dance along the floors with her hands full with cups. There were few people tonight compared to the other nights. "Maybe it's because it's raining," she wondered quietly with a playful grin on her face as she continued her duties. Then she noticed a group of three that she didn't before: oh darn, the others must have missed them. A quick glance, there were two boys and one man... they didn't look too rich. For starters, the blonde thought, they probably ordered water. Maneuvering herself around the vicinity, Greta grabbed three cups with water from the kitchen shelf then somewhat jogged to the table with the trio.

"Hi," a wide grin was spread across her face, "Here's your water. I apologize... I imagine it took quite a while. That is always troublesome." She noticed that there wasn't a single menu on the table-- a bit more work for her then. "Anyhow, is there anything else you'd like to get?" She inquired as she handed two of them a menu then took out a pad from her red apron pocket. There seemed to be some hesitation but that could have just seemed that way to her.