"Of course," Michael nodded. When the server returned, Michael sort of 'handed off' Clio so he could sign the receipt, complete with an incredibly generous tip for their troubles.
Clio was still mostly unconscious, though stirring more and more. "I suggest you carry her," Michael said, rising from the table. "Lead the way to your car." He walked first out of the restaurant though, holding the door open for Stutely.