[Crow manages to pull his headband up a bit just in time to meet the gaze of the waiter (which is clearly saying "I HATE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH") and grins in response. He has a feeling they've just ruined their chances of becoming regulars over here.
The man almost wants to refuse the request just to be spiteful, but all things considered, he wants them out as soon as possible, so he silently obliges.
Meanwhile, hoping that the whole deal with parfaits would be enough of a distraction to cause Heather to loosen her grip on him, Crow tries to slip out of her clutches.]
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The man almost wants to refuse the request just to be spiteful, but all things considered, he wants them out as soon as possible, so he silently obliges.
Meanwhile, hoping that the whole deal with parfaits would be enough of a distraction to cause Heather to loosen her grip on him, Crow tries to slip out of her clutches.]