"Well," she said as she finished her sandwich. "Sorry to have kept you waiting, I'm a bit of a slow eater when I talk during meals." Lifting a hand, she waved down the waitress, who brought over the bill. After surveying it for a minute, Sydney pulled out her wallet and counted out some bills-enough for both their meals and a generous tip.
"My treat. Because I disturbed your work." she said with a grin, setting the money on the table. "And don't try to stop me to be polite or something ridiculous like that. It's my pleasure. I'm glad I got to know my co-worker better!" A close look would show that yes, she was actually being genuine. This was obviously not a girl used to counting dollars, either because she'd never been without, or because she'd learned to not care. Placing her wallet back into her purse, she slid out of the booth and held out her hand to help him slide out of his.