"I'm sure she's flattered to hear that," Cassie says. "Treat her like a lady and she usually won't sass back. Haven't asked her what her policy on tipping is."

It occurs to her now, seeing Jax like this, just how many things haven't happened to him yet. To everyone. So many people she's only ever gotten the chance to hear about as stories. God, most of them are probably even still

...Hmm. Suddenly she's lost her train of thought. What was she thinking about?

A napkin materializes on the counter.

"...Apparently we're expected to follow whatever our custom is. Something about a fund for the dead and the Bound."