"Good," Orsino said and, feeling suddenly waggish, dangled the slip of paper in front of her nose before quickly bringing it back to his side of the table. He perused it again and was again reminded why he much preferred cheaper establishments to the grander ones he and the band often found themselves at during events and tours. It wasn't just the factor of money - this meal was certainly not about to set him back - but the fact that the places were usually more relaxed and, he thought, often had tastier food.
Sorting through the Muggle money, taking perhaps a bit longer than he would have with the Wizarding variety, Orsino put the proper amount down and added in a slightly generous tip.
"So, Prof, now what?" he said conversationally, hand moving to his coat on the seat next to him. "Is class dismissed, or..."