Dean gave her a tip of an invisible hat as he walked in the door, shrugging off his leather jacket and offering it to her. He wouldn't let her keep it - the jacket was like his kid - but hell. She could warm up for a while.
He got in line, letting her go first, figuring he'd pay for everything. Having the cash to do so was sort of novel. "So. How'd your videogames go? You win? Kind of figured you did."