Len got up and slide past Harley, contributing his share to a big tip for the waitress, given the ruckus they'd caused.
"See you around, kid." He said to Harley, his mouth twitching in what could only be described as a sad excuse for a friendly smile. Looking at Mark and nodding toward the door, Len let Mark lead the way out the front door. He even waited until they were completely out of the diner before giving him a healthy punch to his lower back-- right in the kidney.
Point made, Len got in the car casually and lit another cigarette. "Let's get the fuck out of here."