Rebecca POV:

"What does it matter to you?" Tracy glared at the men behind her with disdain, "Don't you guys have any work to do? I think Alex is just too kind to let you people be so idle."

The man was not angry, and had a warm smile on his face, "I just heard such a ruckus over here and thought something was going on, so I rushed over to take a look. Is there anything I can help you with?"

He politely owed a slight bow, no different from the waiter's performance.

"Blast her out." Tracy lifted her chin and waved her hand at me.

I observed for...