"You're right, it's not likely that there's any left, deserving or not," Terence said without remorse. "But I feel comfortable admitting that, I feel like I'm in like company," he continued with a smirk.
"I won't completely object to the dancing, but I may have a different idea about it." Why were all birds obsessed with dancing? Terence knew that there were better ways to spend time together.
He leaned across the table and lowered his voice. "There are plenty of ways I could further reward you, but I'm not sure it would be appropriate to voice them right now," he managed to get out before the server returned with their meals.