[ Oh, well then that makes since. XD ]
Sam jumped to his feet as a bell rang clearly. He groaned again, wishing the day would hurry up. "Just one more hour," he muttered to himself under his breath, "and then I can go home." He picked up only one tray this time, though it was stacked with food. He took it out to a booth, set it down, then returned to the back with their drinks. After refilling them, he gave them back. He let out a breath, then moved on to the next table. "What would you like?" he asked, staring down at his notepad as he waited.
Violet finally just flipped her hair up in a ponytail. She slipped a pair of sunglasses on, then stared at her outfit, examining it. Shorty shorts and a tank top were good enough, and she headed back downstairs, walked into the garage, hopped into her car, and pulled out, heading no where in particular.