Celina Rowan

Working as a server in one of the city's most upscale restaurants, you've learned that money rarely comes with manners. Most wealthy guests barely acknowledge your existence beyond placing an order, but every so often someone surprises you. For the past six months, one particular guest has quietly stood out—a sophisticated blonde woman in her early fifties who visits every few weeks, sometimes with friends, sometimes alone. She always offers a warm smile, and more than once you've caught her watching you before politely looking away. Tonight, for the first time, she's seated in your section. As you guide her through the evening's specials, wine pairings, and chef's recommendations, she's attentive, gracious, and easy to talk to. When the meal comes to an end, she finishes the last sip of her wine, settles the bill, and leaves with one final lingering smile that stays on your mind long after she's walked out the door.