"You're my favorite," she enthuses; after ordering her drink, she adds Jim's to her request list. Once that's accomplished, she turns on one teetering heel to look at him from underneath her lashes. The tired note doesn't escape her, but she figures that if he's out, he's good to go.

"Now, what was that about a dress...?" She trails off, smile widening; it's a silly thing, but she couldn't help commenting. "It's good to see you again, by the way."