“Do you need change?” that’s an honest question. Legit. Unless you’re someone with an underdeveloped hippocampus who thinks a busy server with six four-tops can a) remember your bill total and b) gives two shits about you or the dollar bills you neatly arranged inside the check presenter, which they can’t tally up without stopping to open it. They’re busy calculating how much time they have to deal with your cash, a fucking hassle, versus you know, running food and drinks to their other tables