
Sammie scanned over the girl once more. She seemed nice... and adorably.. adorable? No.. that wasn't the right word. Something... - she was interrupted by her asking a question. Did they have muffins? Last time she looked, there might have been a blueberry one left.
"Um.. I'm sorry.. what was your name?" She smiled sweetly at the female, and had her arms crossed. Sammie needed the girl's name for the ticket anyway, so... it couldn't hurt, right?
"Well, I think there might be a blueberry muffin. You don't happen to be allergic or anything, do you?" Sammie asked politely, and stood in front of the girl, seeming to be very distracted. 'Maybe I can just drop a hint... something to let me know if she even likes girls...' Sammie thought briefly, then got an idea.
She'll leave her number on a napkin, and when she comes back with the muffin, and sets it down, it'll be on the napkin, and hopefully she'll see it. Sammie then looked to her. "Here, lemme go check the muffins, and I'll be right back, dear."
Sammie had never went behind the counter so fast in her life. She quickly went to the counter with muffins, and grabbed the most recently baked one. She then snatched a napkin, and a sharpie from the register. In her quick handwriting, she wrote:

Then, quickly came back with the muffin on the napkin, setting it on the table. "Did you want anything to drink?" She asked politely, biting her lower lip, in case the woman had a different reaction to her 'surprise' than she'd planned.