"Good evening, Melinda," Theodore greeted her, noting the slight hesitation, but shrugging it off, attributing it to their most recent interaction. "I suppose it is." He wasn't one to frequent pubs, but the past little while was special.
"I suppose I wanted something a bit more low-key in comparison to the Honeypot," Theodore said in a straightforward, matter-of-fact tone. He took a sip of his drink before asking the old standard. "So how are you?"