From his experience in the field of Mastersonmatics, he was positive he was about to witness a wondrous spectacle.He leaned further back in his seat to patiently observe the "event."Blithely unaware of her paramour's absorbed visage, Zanita gazed up at the waiter and asked sweetly, "It comes with cheese, onion, peppers, and mushrooms, doesn't it?" The waiter smiled back, completely unaware of the fate that was about to befall him. The corners of Tyber's sensuous lips curved. We have ignition, Houston."Yes, ma'am," the young man chirped."I don't want any peppers." She smiled up at him."All right." The waiter smiled back as he wrote down "no peppers" on the order. Tyber snorted and waited tolerantly. He was not to be disappointed."And… instead of regular onions, can I have caramelized ones?""Sure." He scratched on his pad and started to turn to Tyber for his order. Tyber did not even glance at his menu. He knew they were not even close to entering a trajectory to planet Zanita. Touchdown was nowhere in sight.As if on cue, Zanita said, "You know what—I think I'll have mashed potatoes instead of the fries!"The waiter paused ever so slightly before he began to write.
