"Perfect," he grinned and flagged down their waiter, who didn't scurry to them yet neither took his time coming over. He grinned and gestured at their food.
"I'm hopping all dat left on the plate means you're taking a bag wit' you." Remy nodded and then pointed between the two. "We'd like our doggy bags et if two juleps and a slice of de peanut butter pie wit' two forsk could come along for the ride, that'd be awfully nice."