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?
You don’t need a cocktail in any situation my friend. If I could ask, what is running through your mind in those moments?
I think you’re taking this rather too seriously 😊 I am indeed unsure of where to look, but I’m only having a bit of fun with that thought.