"So how long do you think we should wait?" Leo inquired.
"Till one of the waiters visits their table, then when the waiter leaves, Everly strikes so it would look like she was the one that the club assigned to them" Ethan answered.
Smiling with the corner of his mouth, "That isn't a bad idea at all" Leo said and took another shot from the table, dawning it with one gulp as usual and rushing to suck on another slice of lime.
It didn't take long before a waiter visited Ben Clifford’s table like Ethan had said, he spent a few minutes with them, scribbling on the notepad he came with before he disappeared back.
"You can do this, Everly," Ethan said softly to her as a signal for her to swing into action.
Everly grabbed another shot from the table, gulped it down, and made the same shushing sound as she returned the glass to the table.