"Hello, and welcome!" A man, whom the couple assumes is their waiter. The man's name tag reads 'Justin'. He's dressed in the typical waiter uniform the French restaurant has their employees were, but that's not what stands out to the couple.
It's obvious Justin is gay, the way he spoke, voice higher pitched with a slight lisp to it. His hair styles up with too much hair product, platinum highlights combed through it. His ears are pierced with small earrings to add to his femmine look.
Peter and Mary stare stunned that such a fine establishment would hire a someone like Justin. The man in question bright smile faulters at the couple's silence. Asking them if everything's okay, causing Peter to snap out of it.
"Yes everything's fine." Peter says, with more of a forced tone than intended. "Show us to our table if you will." Peter finishes
Justin nods, tight lip, the out and proud waiters friendly demanor more stiff now as he gudes the couple to their table, knowing their hushed whispers more than likely are about him.
He sits them, handing them their menus, his coworker Abby fives him a sympathetic look as she passes by, giving her a reassuring smile as he focuses back on his guests. Setting glasses of water in front of them, talking about the menu and specials when his hand bumps Mary's glass, spilling water all over her very expensive dress.
Justin is quick to apologize, face blushing in embarrassment, as he tries hand her a towel, only for her to toss it in his face.
"Do you know how expensive this dressers you moron!?" She yells. Justin tries to apologize again, his face growing redder, his hands shaking, trying to help and ends up knocking the table, causing Peters glass of water to tip over and soak him. Leaving Justin on the end of two homophobic couple's anger.