Nod drunkenly.

She laughs and asks for your keys. Thankfully for you, you don't live too far, and you walked on the relatively warm night. Ronnie guides you out to her car, and settles you down.

"Do you want to get something to eat first? I never did get a dinner break at the bar." You nod, not really considering the question. Besides, food is always good.

Ronnie shakes her head and begins the drive down the street.

You sober up quite a bit with a cup of coffee, and Ronnie continues the conversation you had started earlier. Between sips of water to avoid the hangover, you answer back, and the conversation gets a little out of hand. Before you know it, the diner is closing, and you and Ronnie are standing outside.

"Do you wanna go to my place?" Ronnie asks.