Restaurant Weirdness

Whitney and I shared a lovely experience with a very nice little waitress we had at Tucanos.

We strolled on in, and were seated promptly, and our waitress, we'll call her Mary, greeted us very quickly and got our drink orders. Whitney had to use the bathroom so Mary said, "Oh it's really hard to find, so I'll take you to it", and off they went. Whitney came back as did Mary with our drinks. If any of you have ever had the Brazilian Lemonade, you know that it comes in a cute little wine glass, with another separate container to refill the smaller glass when needed. This is what Whitney and I both ordered. We sat there for a short moment, and Mary asks, " Sooooooo how are your drinks? Are they tasting ok? Are you doing ok?". We just gave the usual response and said everything was fine, and off we went to the buffet line to stuff our faces. We sat down and started eating. Whitney got a cheesy roll thing, took a bite, and then said, "This is pretty good, you should try it", as she tears of a piece and hands it to me. As I am still chewing this piece of roll, Mary comes up and says,

"You don't have to share rolls."

Me- "Oh, well she was just having me try it."

Mary- "Well you don't have to share. Do you want me to go and get you more??"

Me- "No, it's really ok, I really only wanted to try a piece. Thanks."

Mary- "Sooooo how is your food? Is everything ok? How are your drinks?"

Mind you, we have only now sampled the roll and a little bit of salad...and this is twice now that she is asking about our drinks. We tell her fine, and she finally leaves us be for a little while. About five minutes later we have one of our meat servers at the table helping us get some kind of sirloin, and Mary creeps up behind me grabs my "refill glass" and starts pouring it into my little wine glass.................I didn't even realize it until I look across the table and Whitney has this frightened look on her face....I'm wondering, What the Heck??...and all the while we are trying very hard to stifle our laughter. Then a few minutes later Mary comes back AGAIN, but this time she has a cup of ice in hand and some meat tongs. She leans over me and begins putting ice, cube by cube, into my already poured drink. She does the same for Whitney, and says, "The ice just melts so fast in these drinks." Then sets down the ice and tongs, and leaves. At this point, Whitney and I are busting at the seams with laughter!! This woman is crazy!

Whitney's thoughts were maybe she thought we were Lesbians or Bi-sexual...or something...so we joked an held hands for a moment. Haha. :) I think that she came back at least one more time with her drawn out, "Sooooooo..." and asked us how our food was.

Later on, she came back and asked if we wanted our check, we said HECK YES!! No, not really, we were polite, but wanted to get the heck out of there as quick as possible because we were starting to wonder if she was going to try and spoon feed us dessert next. She unfortunately was not as prompt and quick-like in bringing back by payment....so I'm wondering if Mary took down my information and is going to show up at my door step in the next couple of days.

Creepilicious....It's HotHot.