"It might be," she responded. Though the idea was ill-advised when had she ever listened to reason about what was good for her. If she remembered tomorrow and things didn't explode between now and then the ticket was his.
"Will I remember it tomorrow? Of course, I will." Rita waved a hand in the air, nearly tipping over her cup. She barely caught it to steady it. She wouldn't have cared to tip it up but the there was still drink in there. "Perhaps the call for parchment was a good idea." Rita laughed at herself. "And do all the young waitresses respond to you as such?" She said amused after she had watched the waitress run off giggling.