C13 Is there a problem?

June stepped out of the restaurant's kitchen, balancing a tray of orders as she headed towards a table that held a group of men.

"Here you go." She said with a moderate smile, cheeks strained from the amount of smiles she had to wear in order to appear friendly. "Please enjoy your meal."

She made to leave but was stopped by an older man's hand placed on her wrist. "Don't be so quick to leave