Looking expectantly at the glass, mopping perspiration from my brow, licking my lips? A hard, grinning stare directly at the server? Eyes downcast, my hands lying dejectedly in my lap?
Looking expectantly at the glass, mopping perspiration from my brow, licking my lips? A hard, grinning stare directly at the server? Eyes downcast, my hands lying dejectedly in my lap?
Hmm, or maybe I could try glancing and smiling to my invisible dinner companions.