"Sure. We could do that." No promises, but if they ever run into each other again he ain't gonna say no. First, though, he motions over for more coffee. Daphne ain't got nothin' to worry about; he'll leave her a big tip. "That party we met at? Every Saturday night."

He ain't there every week, but at least he knows where to find it. And when to find it. "And usually I don't work Sundays. Just sayin'."

It ain't a promise; he shoots Daphne a smile and a nod of thanks when she refills their cups. What, just 'cause she's been to his house a couple times? She heard the same see you around speech he gives everyone. Ain't his fault if she's got a thing for him.