Theo planned to have one more and that was it. He'd done very good in abstaining, but some situations just called for a decent into madness, if only a step or two. He felt he could handle that. So he didn't protest when the next tall can was brought, asking also for a club soda with ice.

Although he agreed with her--desperately so--he had to shake his head, although his smile almost managed to reach his tired eyes. "Until my pager goes off again. But hopefully it'll go into a coma or something. It's bad enough to have to be back in the office tomorrow at seven in the morning."

Theo shook rebellious hair out of his eyes and, endeavoring to get away from all work ever, gave his companion a thoughtful once-over, followed with an approving nod.

"You look good, Rita. Even moreso than usual."