The whitney's sat around, making duck faces and taking selfies. Whitney Whitney especially say back feeling victorious in her conquests. They all refreshed their similar makeup and chatted together like a flock of birds that knew their own language. Cassitney Whitney continued to serve and made sure to give every customer a little bit of Whitney attitude, that is to say their time unpleasant during their stay. One couple had enough.
"Young miss, I'd like to see your manager."
Cassitney rolled her eyes. "Yeah, like why? You're practically looking at her already."
The couple looked at each other unsure of what to make of that comment.
"I don't care if the manager is your parent or whoever. You should be more respectful as an employee here!"
Cassitney leaned over. "Oh? Well maybe you should be a little more grateful you have such a great waiter as me! Totes Whitney'd Totes Whitney'd Totes Whitney'd!" She repeated again and again. The couple began to feel odd, something was shifting within them.
The combination of Cassie and Whitney's powers had driven a change new in them entirely.
