"Technically so am I, but I'm doing stuff." She laced her fingers together loosely on the table top, leaning forward a bit more for comfort than any sort of free show he'd get down the tank top. "And I'm not saying you should go do things like chase down imps or ghouls, though if there were ghouls they'd be kind of hard to miss, anyway. Just..." she shrugged, "...help. People."
The waitress took that moment to wander back. Faster served the faster they were out of her hair. Molly smiled up at her. "Big plate of gravy fries. Please."