Annabelle

When Mack didn't come back after a few minutes, I knew something was totally up. I casually looked over my shoulder to get a glimpse at her and Cam. They seemed to be in some sort of major argument, and it didn't look like something I wanted to get involved in. Something new caught my attention when Gabriella came sauntering back over to the table, looking happy as a clam.

"Someone's happy," I gave her a weird look as I said this. She gave me a little giggle and pulled out her her chair and fell into the seat, still softly laughing to herself.

"They just wanted me to park the car!" She went into full blown hysterics, hitting the table for effect.

"That's it?" I chuckled, unimpressed by Quincella's tacky way to tell Gabriella to park her car correctly and give her a heart attack in doing so. Given, most customers weren't teenagers sneaking out with their parent's car and driving underage at 11:00 at night. But still, they should consider the possibilities.

"Yeah," Gabriella managed to calm herself down and breathed a large sigh of relief, and I'd imagine it wasn't the first. "So where's the food?" She asked, rubbing her hands comically together.