Of course she hadn't. So if she'd been expecting something at the bar that night, she was going to be in for a sore disappointment. There was some food left over but probably nothing she really wanted. Unless fatty and greasy was up her alley. When she came in, Guy cursed under his breath and made a face at her, "What happened to you calling before you came here? How am I supposed to save you anything if you don't?"
He frowned but then turned and grabbed a basket of fries from a tray a waitress was carrying to someone in a corner. She turned right back around into the kitchen to go get more. "Here, fries, ketchup if you want it, salt too," he placed them in front of the empty stool.
"Nice stems," he added with a smirk in regards to her choice of clothing, "Ollie know that you're here making all the guys cry?"