Charlie had managed to get in and out of the loo in no time - the advantage of being a male, a quick in and out being patently easier - and had even taken care of the bill before Dora arrived back at the table. He had considered asking for doggybags but decided it would not be worthwhile to carry about at the concert, and there really wasn't enough left to justify such a move anyway, they'd both done pretty good damage to their meals.
He was standing by the table, waiting for her, of course, watching as she killed off the bits of her drink. "Not here," he replied enigmatically. "You ready to go, Dora? Don't want to keep Myron waiting, do we?" And he winked at her broadly, as if they were sharing the most fabulous joke in the world.
Sure, they could have dressed up in Halloweeny type costumes for this, seeing as it was Halloween after all. But somehow it didn't seem to be what they wanted to do. This was more than Halloween - this was the Weird Sisters! And Dora and Charlie were going to have a blast!