Out of courtesy rather than of necessity, Sinead glanced over at her husband. Avi had moved to take his suit jacket off and in the quiet of the diner, his movements seemed almost out of proportion distracting.<br/>"I'll have a decaf," she eventually answered, eyes darting back to Tanis with a toothy smile. Slowly feeling comforted by Tanis' jokes, Sinead found herself relaxing into the situation, no longer as tense about the feeling of intrusion.<br/>"Regular for me," Avi interjected, looking down at his wrist watch with a look of eminent exhaustion. On nights like these, their schedules were so out of sync that Avi could not afford winding down with Sinead.<br/>With a soft sound, Avi finally seated himself, immediately opening the menu in front of him.<br/>"Did you find out whether or not we could eat, miss?" the question was spoken with a tease, but Avi's features were soft as he looked up at Tanis with a smile.