"Ah, she sure did," he took another bite and savored it, giving her a cheeky sort of smile. God the more she talked the more he was sure it was her. And as embarrassing as it was... hell you only lived once.
Twice, said a voice deep down but he ignored it like he normally did when that voice popped up. For a long time it was considered nothing more than some form of his subconscious trying to be heard. He was good at either ignoring it or drowning it out with liquor.
Just as she left he leaned out of the booth to call after her.
"I'll let you know, Anastasia," he smirked, ah fuck it. Thomas sipped on his coffee again looking pretty smug.