"I didn't know what was going to happen, I swear. And - I wasn't going to do the whole...transition thing..." Vicki's protests trailed off as his face changed, and the mug dropped the short distance to the table with a clatter, but didn't break. "What happened?" Catching sight of the server's glare over his shoulder, Vicki gave a weak smile. "S-sorry - hand slipped."
Once the woman turned away again, Vicki looked at Tyler, swallowing hard. "...Again. You mean you want to - what, get back together? With me? Really?" She couldn't help the slightly hopeful look her face took on, becoming more earnest at the prospect.