I may be the greatest waitress ever, and strangely, that doesn't make me want to die.

You're finally getting the hang of a job you've had for years.

Is your last name Obama?

Another big tip!

I think it's my smile.

Well, something's smiling. Pick up panty melt.

Correction, panty melt.

Caroline, you have maxed pride in a job well done.

Yes, some of us can still feel pride.

Yeah, but only for about another ten seconds.

Caroline!

Ooh!

Oh.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

This reminds me of when I saw my mother's side boob.

Max, you have to say something. Um, Caroline?

Hey, look!

I just got a $10 tip from this guy, and I spilled coffee on his face.

Screw it.

I'm taking the ass train to money town.

Oop, nope.

Not wearing underwear.