[Oh right, they have a hotel! He'd honestly forgotten. He's having too good a time with everything else. At least the food has given him the encouragement he had needed to get some sleep, though.
As for ditching? Yeah, of course. He's comfortable here slumped in the booth, but he picks himself up a little, sweeps a hand through his hair with a smirk, then slides out and onto his feet.]
Yeah, let's get goin'.
[He's not exactly quiet or subtle about that, those aren't things he does well, and when he hears the waitress shout at them to wait, he breaks into a run, laughing as he does so.]
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As for ditching? Yeah, of course. He's comfortable here slumped in the booth, but he picks himself up a little, sweeps a hand through his hair with a smirk, then slides out and onto his feet.]
Yeah, let's get goin'.
[He's not exactly quiet or subtle about that, those aren't things he does well, and when he hears the waitress shout at them to wait, he breaks into a run, laughing as he does so.]
Race ya to the bike!
[Wherever it is!]