mom and dad's restaurant

I'm inside of a restaurant. There are only a couple of customers inside. My nephew, grandma, and parents are there. We're all just standing in the restaurant while I'm playing with my nephew.

Out of nowhere, there's a bunch of people sitting at the tables. I realize that this is my parents' restaurants and I had never seen it before. I've never even helped them with it or anything. My dad turns to me and says "Guess it got busy really quickly, didn't it?" and smiles. My parents look so pleased that people are here.

I volunteer to be the waitress but I don't even know the menu and I'm not even dressed. There's no place to put my bag pack and other belongings. I don't want to walk around in my shoes because I'll trip on the carpet. I decide to take off my shoes and serve people barefeet like my parents are doing. I go to the table where my grandma is sitting down and in front of all the customers, I start taking off my shoes. I'm wearing layers and layers of socks I did not know I even had on. I put the apron on and ask my parents what I should say since I don't know the menu or know how to speak Laotian or Cambodian fluently. They tell me it's going to be ok.

I'm wondering how I'm going to know which table is who and what to write down if they talk to me in Laotian or Cambodian.

And then... I wake up.