“Thank you, Lora,” I said, accepting the bill with a smile. “But honestly, seeing the look on Jack’s face was reward enough!”
We both chuckled, the shared experience creating a sudden bond between us.
“So,” I said, a mischievous glint in my eyes, “what are you going to do with all that extra money you saved last night?!”
Lora’s eyes sparkled. “Well,” she said, leaning in conspiratorially, “I was thinking of treating myself to a fancy spa day. Maybe even a massage.”
We both burst out laughing, the tension of the previous night completely dissolved.
As the day wore on, I couldn’t help but think about Lora and the countless others who might be stuck in similar situations. Maybe, I thought, my little act of rebellion could inspire someone else to stand up for what’s right.
Lora’s ordeal made me realize that sometimes, the most valuable things we can offer aren’t on the menu. Sometimes, the best service we can provide is a little bit of kindness, a dash of courage, and a whole lot of support.
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