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She looks at him and nods. Mario is right, but getting red wine all over Reilly's white cashmere sweater would feel really good.

"I know, Mario, I know. And you know that I would never treat a guest disrespectfully. I depend on my tips, you know, and a good review from that jerk will most likely result in more tips. I'm good, really. Don't worry."

Now that she has calmed down Mario, all she has to do is convince herself to serve the drinks instead of pouring them on Reilly. Not only would it be a bad idea with regard to Reilly's revenge, she would also look like a lunatic in front of Kristen and Karena, and she needs them to bring in more people like George. Hopefully not all their acquaintances are friends with arrogant food writers. Fact is, they are spending a lot of money at that table, and that is what they need right now. Not that Carla really has any idea about the business side of the restaurant, but she has the feeling that the last three weeks can't have been good for Mario's profits. She has certainly realised the decrease in her own income, since she hasn't taken home as much in tips this week as she used to.

I carry a huge responsibility here, it is my job to make Reilly feel comfortable in the restaurant. Mel's dishes may well have shown him that there is no such thing as the impeding demise of Mario's, I could never forgive myself if I ruined this by letting my dislike take over and determine the way I treat Reilly. I should be grateful that Reilly is the only obnoxious guest tonight, otherwise this night could have been a nightmare.