In fact, she's the head carveress there. I keep going back for ham and roast beef just to talk to her. Well, yesterday, we were talking and flirting a little, and she was looking at me and not the carvery station, and she accidentally carved her little finger off! I rushed her to the hospital and they reattached it. If I ask her out now, am I the asshole?(Edited 16 seconds later.)