"Excellent," Grace replied, and slipped her credit card into the bill wallet the server had set on the table. The server came by and picked it up immediately. "It's a plan."
She rose and slipped on her coat, smiling at Jeff wrapped the red scarf around his throat again. When the server returned, she signed the slip and tucked away her card in her wallet. Picking up her umbrella, she said, "And now we're ready to go."