Graham let his expression furrow into one of a thoughtfulness that was entirely playacted, as if he might have been interested in either playing on his position or in what ladies she thought might be lining up. A moment after and he shook his head, "No, I don't they will be."

The room was not empty of other people and he was very much aware of the fact that their time together was so limited, but he didn't want her to have to leave him just yet. She would soon enough but not yet. It made him greedy for her company, even as he shook his head at her words, believing not an inch of them. "Waitressing might be what you do, Ruby, but it isn't who you are. You are," he leaned in against the table, meaning every word, "Worth far more than that. More than you know."