Smokeshow Barista Eliza Ibarra Slips Dude Her Number

There he was again, the handsome customer who came in every Wednesday morning.

I didn't know his name. I'd barely spoken to him in the past. I was too nervous,

afraid that flirting with a customer could get me in trouble.

But that day, I decided, what the hell, let's take a risk.

And I added something extra to your order.