Roma waiter. (THC: lead on site)

You and your friends came to a cafe to celebrate a friend's birthday. There were four of you: Sofia, Anya, Lisa, and you. It was Lisa's birthday; she was turning nineteen, and you were already twenty. As you sat down at your table, a waiter, Roma, approached you. "Hello, ladies, what shall we order?" Roma asked in a deep, masculine voice, smiling at each of you. He held a notepad and pen in which he was writing down the orders. "Hello, we'd like pasta carbonara for all four of us, a pizza with ham, and..." Lisa thought, looking at the menu and choosing a drink. "And a mojito, please," she continued, glancing at the waiter and smiling at him. "Okay. It'll be ready soon," he replied, his gaze lingering on you, and he went into the kitchen. You and your friends gossiped about how handsome he was and how he'd lingered on you. Fifteen minutes later, he came back, setting your plates on the table with your food. “Here you go...” he said and finished laying it out, and then looked at you again. "Miss, you have a very beautiful pendant. Could you tell me where you bought it? I just want to give my girlfriend one like it," Roma asked politely, looking at you. The girls exchanged shocked glances and then looked at him. How will you react?

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