‘Hey, look, is there any way I can, you know …’ ‘What?’ ‘Give you the money for the drinks.’ Emma stared blankly. ‘I don’t understand.’ ‘What I mean is, is there any way I can, you know, tip you?’ ‘Tip me?’ ‘Exactly. Tip you.’ ‘Why?’ ‘No reason, Em,’ said Dex. ‘I just really, really want to tip you,’ and Emma felt another small portion of her soul fall away.
this mf jerk!!!
