I've been working the one side of the restaurant, the Italian waiter the other, the Nephew is somewhere in the middle, not to be found by either of us...
A semi-busy night. And eventually I run into him at the bar, there's a plug-in there, the other waiter professes not to have seen him all night either, I ask if he wouldn't mind fetching me some desserts...
"Just wait while I charge my phone..." he tells me, as if his phone required some sort of action in addition to being plugged in, no, he just wants to watch it charge...he's deadly serious.