Tony faked a smile. He was smart, sure, but he also screwed up a whole lot of things lately. Nonetheless, he had to keep going and, luckily, it looked like he at least had Nat again, which lifted a tremendous weight off his shoulders. He pulled his wallet out and left some money on the table. "You ready for that Chinese? They tell me drinking on an empty stomach isn't wise." He held his hand out.
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