Little T and I had a hankering for steak the other night, but our restaurant of choice was crazy busy, so we went to a sushi joint instead. Our server was very pleasant, charismatic, and seemed familiar, like we had met him somewhere before. We were both puzzled because we couldn't put our finger on where we may have previously encountered him.
Imagine our surprise as we glanced at the bill and read our server's name. First poor Edward has to take a part-time job with Merry Maids and now this. All I can say is the boy knows how to use his charms to get a good tip.
