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"Louise. Can you just take over booth 8.. I can't take their order.."
                          
"I am sorry Molly but I am already busy with my own area. Please hurry up now."
                          
"Okay. Sure."
                          
Oh shit. I have to do it my own.
I am walking to booth 8 as slow as i can. I don't want this situation happen.
                          
"MOLLY HURRRY UP!!"
                          
Oh you are so stupid Louise. The whole booth is facing me now. In the front I spot Chase and four of his bully-buddies. When he recognises me his mouth turned into a huge evil grin. Oh boy..
                          
"Hello. Welcome to Pop's. I am Molly and I will be your server tonight. Do you already know what you would like to order?"
                          
I avoided eyecontact and tried to be professional.
                          
Chase's grin grew wider. Here we go.
                          
"Ayyee Trollyyyyy. Yeah we would like to order quite a lot but I am not sure if we can get enough or just the leftovers. I mean there must be a reason for you to look like that.."
                          
My face was a big "?".
                          
"Don't u get that in your fat brain?? I THINK. YOU ATE THE WHOLE FOOD IN THIS RESTAURANT. BECAUSE. THAT IS THE ONLY REASON FOR YOU TO LOOK LIKE THAT. You big fat ugly pig."
                          
The Diner got quite. A look to Pop tells me he's schook and a vein on his forehead pops out which means he's angry; near exploding. 
My eyes were big and I am schook too.
He just said that in front of Pop and Louise. Oh hell no. Not this time Chase. Not this time.
                          
" Oh my god. You really think that hurts me. "pig"? "fat brain"?. You Know. I can be happy that I have a brain. if it's big, fat or small I still got one not like anyone of you does. And to calm you down. Here is enough food for every single one of you. Y'all can stuff your faces with fries until you all throw up. Just like me hearing the trash You are talking all the time. I feel sorry for you. For every single one of you. It's ridiculous. You are ridiculous. Bullying me.. where is the Point in that. Sinking that far, you have the Intention to make another person sad in order to feel happy.. You know, THAT is sad.. Maybe you loosers should shut up and stop talking about bullshit and just tell me what you want to eat."
                          
That was good. I am feeling good. I am feeling powerful. If I would be a boy I would just get an errection because that was so nice. So damn releaving
                          
Their eyes grew biig there mouthes are wide open and shoock is written on their faces.. Yeah idiots I can talk. pfft.. They still aren't talking and I am feeling umcomfortabel so I gave them a little help.
                          
"Your orders..?"
                          
That woke everyone up.
                          
Person for Person  rattling down their order now. 
Oh god you all are so pathetic... 
                          
"Great. I'll bring your orders soon. Have a pleasant stay." 
                          
With a smile and some big dick energy I went back to the bar. 
                          
"Molly. Would please come to the back with me?" 
Pop. omg POP. He's seen AND heard EVERYTHING. 
I couldn't speak. 
I was only able to nod.