She was glad that no one was around to hear that assessment of her skills because he'd pretty much got it bang on, no pun intended. She really needed to introduce him to Madeline, if the woman ever arrived. She'd thought it before and she'd probably think it again.

"Remind me to introduce you to one of my former bosses, if she ever arrives here," she said instead, and went into the office area. She needed to settle her bill and she thought Phil would know better than to try to talk to her about what he'd clearly learned with others in earshot.

When that was done and they were outside in the relatively fresh air, she looked at him shrewdly.

"So now you think you know something about me. What do you want?"

It wasn't a hostile question, but it was weary. What was going to be the price of his silence, or at least his discretion?