I started toward the gate. If you get thirsty, join me there. I was almost at the gate when I heard his footsteps behind me, catching up. Or some kind of pastry. I think their apple pie isn't bad.
Most bars do.
La Ruche has great pastries. I noticed the dark circles under his eyes. Spare room's available. He shook his head. He stared at his bottle of beer as if it were an alien artifact.