"It's a terrible idea, you know." It wasn't even a question, or said with any malice, just a statement of fact that they would both ignore until it couldn' be ignored anymore. It was a pattern, one he had tried to break unsuccessfully many times, and why even fight it at this point?
He raised his eyebrow fully this time, though he was impressed that she was able to steady her cup. He had thought for a minute that it was a lost cause. "I know it's shocking, but I do have them from time to time." He watched the waitress walk away appreciatively; she was pretty and stacked, but in the end she wasn't Rita. It always came back to that. "If I want them to."