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"Do you have a chicken burger, or anything that resembles on." He said and Mirandia arched an eyebrow. One of his friends must have spoken or atleast read Haitian-Creloe , otherwise they'd be horribly lost. "I have no idea what any of this is." He said gesturing to the menu. She should have gotten him a menu in English. She cursed herself inwardly. "We had a Spicy Chicken Sandwich, It has roasted peppers, a few jalepeno's and pepperjack cheese." She said. "It's very spicy but it be one of my favorites." She added with a small giggle. "We also have t'e Jerk Chicken sandwich. It has roasted tomatoes and garlic on it, with melted chedder cheese." She said. "It is also good but you'll have garlic on your breat' all day." She added, laughing lightly. Seeing Mr. Gotier made her mood lighten and now she wasn't so stiff and tense, she didn't mind waitressing so long as the customers weren't idiots. She turned around and scanned the room for an English menu, she took notice of the clock and could have done a backflip when she saw her shift was almost over. Pretty soon, she'd be out with her friends dancing at the club, and having people serve her and not the other way around. She spotted the menu and snatched it up quickly. "Here. It is t'e English Menu. I should have given it to you before, My apologies it's been a long day." She said, with a sheepish grin.