There's this lady. She is about 60 years old.. perhaps. She comes in every Saturday, during my working shift. About 01:00 pm.- approximately. And every week, she orders one lunch buffé and one beer. She always says "One buffé and beer, please". And she always smiles. She has a sweet smile. But, it's almost a bit of an embarrassed smile. The reason for this is that we both know what she's going to say, even before she says it. Sometimes I just feel like giving her the beer right away. But then again, I isn't right for me to just asume that she wants one. I sometimes also feel like giving one to her for free, but what if she wants to quit drinking? I don't really have a say in any of this. It's her beer. And it's our little awkward moment of ebarrassment and humor.