I was with a friend and he orders, and the dude barley looks at him and when I talked he was all nice to serve, when it was ready I was standing next to my friend and the guy brings it to us, my friend holds out his hands ready to carry, and he ignores him (the place wasn't crowded at all) hands it to me and eyes me creepy like. Not one word spoken to my friend, the guy barley looked his way.
A feminine hand gesture to his chest while he was shy-nervous smiling.
Three guesses on what my friend thought the whipped cream really was.
We laugh as we cast the first stones at Chr!st.