C61 Unremorseful Asshole!

“Can I take your order?” the waitress asked, jotting down notes with her pen.

“Um… pizza with a nice cold juice for two would be fine.” Mark replied, flashing a flirtatious smile at the waitress.

“Sure thing, coming right up!” she responded cheerfully before heading off to the kitchen.

Erica shook her head in disbelief.

“What’s wrong?” Mark inquired innocently.

“You never fail to surprise me