"If it's crap...we'll go somewhere else," she said with a playful smile, stepping into the bar and turning around to slip his jacket off her shoulders and hand it back to him. "Thanks." Bonnie was kind of tempted to kiss his cheek or...anything, but she held back and looked around the building, taking note of the oompa loompas and the other people around. It was nice and warm and she shivered a bit as she adjusted. "I'm totally craving a beer. And maybe some mozzarella sticks... I wonder if they have some and if they're as good as the ones at the Grill."