There are still a few other customers around, so I don’t think the plan is to attack me, but they’re clearly up to something.

I paste a smile on my face. “Hello, can I get you ladies something?”

They place their orders, and then one of them says, “Bring them to our table.”

Tense, I prepare their coffees and carry them over to where they are sitting. I expect something to happen, but they say nothing, just taking the drinks from me. After a while, they pay and leave. As I go and ...