"I'm gonna hold you to that," he promised and slapped the table as he stood. Probably time to get back into the office, or maybe go pick up a quick burger somewhere. Nick reached across the table to pat her shoulder, "Good luck with your stuff, Drew. Stay safe." Nick finished his drink in a quick gulp, took a couple peanuts for the road, and headed out of the bar to hail a cab. Hopefully the next time he saw her she'd be ready to move forward into strange new worlds and leave her troubled past behind her.