You go behind the bar and Mandy stops you, "It's good to see you taking care of our customers like that!" She says with a laugh. You respond "Whatever" and go to wash a few dishes in the kitchen to calm down.
When you come out, you notice Mandy is walking around behind the bar barefoot. You look down at her feet and back up to her face. She is smiling. "Those shoes were too uncomfortable. I'll just go barefoot for the rest of my shift and save those for a special occasion, like if the right guy came over to my house one night." She says with a smile. "You can't work barefoot!" you exclaim. "Why not?" She says grinning. "Because... Because... Its unsanitary!" You answer.
Mandy smiles and lifts her foot, pretending to contemplate. "Well my soles are pretty dirty. I'll tell ya what. I'll stay barefoot, I just won't make anyone's food. Unless you want me to make yours... But I'll probably drop yours on the ground, maybe even step on it." She says, pretending to grind an imaginary object under her foot.
You continue to work, with Mandy staying barefoot. It is hard not to stare but you focus on your work. You spend a lot of time at Rose's table, and every time get a great view of her feet. Eventually you work up quite an appetite.
You decide to get something to eat, but you know you are not allowed to make your own food. You remember Mandy joking about stepping on your food and consider just clocking out to get food elsewhere.
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