She knew he wasn’t perfect, far from it, but that was a new bit of information she did not know. Abia pegged him to be a very stubborn man who knew very well how to say “no” but she’s been wrong before about people. She shrugged and laughed as she pushed the coin back at him. “I made far more than I ever have before tonight. Save it for later. I feel bad taking it because that’s the last glass of scotch I’ve got. That’s why there’s more than I usually serve in your cup. I’m going to see if I can go out and get more tomorrow. It’s possible though I won’t be able to get any until the following day. Depends on who is in town and selling.”