"Sure thing." He agreed, moving slightly in front of her so as to open doors when they became an obstacle. "So how long have you been singing here?" He asked as they made their way out of the club.
He made a beeline for the small sort of outdoor cafe tables he'd spotted earlier and cleared off a piece of rubbish from the the table top as he fought the urge to just cut his losses and take off down the street. He was fairly certain Annabelle was in heels, she probably wouldn't chase after him.