Alright, here's the sitch:

There's a girl who works down the street at a nearby restaurant. For the past few months, we've basically been playing ping-pong: I came in once with my work uniform on, and some time later that week she came in, and since then, she comes in from time to time. I didn't think much of it.

Well she didn't come in for a good month or two. I went to her restaurant this week, she was there and we made eye contact. Sure enough, coincidentally, she comes in today.

I handed her the food, and she gave me this look, which seemed to say: I like you, but I'm disappointed you haven't made a move yet.

Now, I could be injecting straight copium into my veins, OR she could be subtly communicating interest. I'm not basing this solely off this today, but rather the totality of me coming in, catching her gaze, and the fact that I hadn't once seen her come in until I wore my uniform in there one day a few months ago, and since then its like ping-pong of me coming in, then her, and vice-versa.

Traditionally, I'm pretty good with determining who's interested and who's not; I once briefly chatted up a woman who did a double-take on me when I walked into a grocery store. She was the cashier. I straight up called her out on it, and she gave in. Other times, I've gotten interest from women I would've least expected it from. What this has to do with this situation in particular, I'm not sure; just putting it out there.

I can either: A) shoot my shot. "Hey, let's stop with the games. I think we should grab a drink this weekend and see if we have some chemistry." (or something similar, maybe ask to speak to a manager (which she is)). Very bold but I'll definitely get an answer.

Or B) leave it alone. I am the manager of the place I work at, and the last thing I want to do is create an uncomfortable environment for an occasional customer (and one who works nearby).

It might be worth mentioning, but I kid you not, probably 90% of the people I hand their food to do not make eye-contact with me during this process, but she did. And it really did seem to carry some weight to it (like it felt intentional, she wanted to peer into my soul). (again, this could be pure medical grade copium, but my earlier observation is real nonetheless).

What's the verdict here seduction gods?