George wouldn't really mind falling asleep at work, he deserved it at this point, but she was right, he should probably not fall asleep tomorrow. If nothing else it would make finding a restaurant more difficult.
He laughed as she left the booth. "Well you'll know where to find it if you change your mind," he called after her before following her out. He wondered how many of the dancers had ever been asked on a date in one of those booths before, that was probably a pretty new one. Still, he looked over his shoulder at where she had gone one last time before he headed for the door.