Warren leaned in close to pick up a few of Betsy's french fries and pop them into his mouth with a knowing smile.
"Ohhhh that girl gave me her number, she must think I'm hot."
Dominik fought back a smile when he replied, "She has good taste."
"Mmmhmmm..." Shiloh started getting busy with her ice cream.
"Are the sprinkles up to your standards?"
"They pass..." Shiloh said when she felt like pausing her consumption, ice cream dripping down her lips.
"Yeah. You're some hottie, alright." Dominik rolled his brilliant hazel eyes behind his sunglasses and brought a napkin to Shiloh's lips surgically.
Shiloh tipped her hat in order to hide her blush. "It's been a long time since I've had ice cream."
"I can tell. Take it easy, I don't want you getting sick. I have plenty of money."
"I'll buy you another if you need one."
"That's okay I think this one is enough, I'm already getting a sugar rush."
"That's all I needed." Dominik leaned down to look over his sunglasses at Shiloh. "Promise me you won't go Tazmanian Devil and start tearing wallets out of people's pockets?"
"Well no but I can't promise the wallets won't tear out of their pockets by their own freed will."
"Remus will skin me alive if I let you come out of D.C. much richer than when you came in. She already says I'm too lax with you, you know."
"Fiiiine." Shiloh pouted a little, the ice cream was going straight to her head.
"Don't do that. I'm setting your salary cap at fifty bucks max. A penny over that, and it's all going to Rene to use for his hair's desire."
"The money usually comes to me on its own volition...for reals."
"Pretty sure it's a federal crime to give money free will. I think you get jail time."
"Shiloh is the New Black."
"I don't think there's a jail that can hold me that I can't convince to let me go. They're usually grateful for the gift of life."
Shiloh shrugged rather smugly.
Dominik looked at her and finally sighed in amusement, leaning back and mixing his ice cream with his spoon. "Fifty bucks. I mean it, Shi."
Shilioh grinned, "Yes sir." Then there was a small plop by her feet, Shiloh looked down.
"Well look at this! Someone dropped their wallet." She picked it up, causally slipped some bills like a magician, and then placed it on the table. "Better hold on to it in case someone comes looking for it."
"What a Samaritan."
"I try..." The wallet squirmed, Shiloh's hand pounced at it. "Stop that."
Dominik looked down at his ice cream and focused on separating the chunks from the dairy with his spoon for a few seconds. "I would be extremely lost if anything were to befall you. Do you know that, Shiloh?"