waitress, please

i met her at a restaurant across the street
she was the waitress who took me to my seat
“hola cómo estás” was what I said
“sabes que quieres?” she replied instead
“tienen wifi?” I countered
“12345678,” she counted
i plugged it into my computer, pretended to work
couldn’t keep my eyes of her, I had to lurk
i asked about her favorite plate just to get her started
she chose one I disliked, that’s OK, I was lighthearted
she had great energy, her style was rare
i waited for her to lap around again near my chair
“can I have another drink?” I said, just to talk again
“when do you get off work?”, we’ll see what happens then