He knew that look, but also knew pushing wouldn't get him anywhere. So with one more nod, he stood, drawing his wallet out of his pocket. Dropping more than enough cash on the table, he grabbed his hat off the back of his chair and started toward the door, sure that Bobby would follow.
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