Flora brazenly kept up the footsies, though taking care to make less noise. Trying and failing to slip her fingers into Yurei's waistline due to how tight his pants were, she bit her lip in surprise when the waitress appeared from somewhere behind her without warning.
"Let me take those plates," the waitress commented, placing receipts on the table. "You pay these up at the register when you're ready. Any of y'all need refills?"
"No, I'm good," Flora said hastily. Did she see anything??? She returned her hand to her own lap, realizing that with lunch finishing, they were likely going to stand up soon. "Er, do we wanna do that tour now, then?" she said, smiling and hoping to maintain a straight face while Yurei continued stimulating her privates with impunity. She was getting more hot and bothered the longer it went. If he doesn't stop soon, I'm going to embarrass myself so badly...