Trucy, whose hand was already dipping into her own purse, seemed to hesitate for a moment before conceding with a smile. "Okay!" 'Never turn down what's freely given.' That was the saying back when Daddy was disbarred. These days, though, she made more money than most people she knew; at some point, letting others pay for her had started to feel a little weird.

But, well, if they really wanted to...

Maybe she could get the next one.

While he waited for payment, Eldoon slid Trucy a small carton of milk along with some napkins and a wink. "Here. On the house."

She grinned as she placed their haul on a tray. "Thanks, Mr. Eldoon! You're the best."