A dinner outside - II

Around half past six, Megan arrived inside and joined him at the bar.

"Hey," a massive smile took to her face and she reached in for a small hug, "how have you been?" 

"Good." Replied with a smile, unable to control his own. Then he pointed at himself, "as good as I am allowed to be at the moment, but don't worry about anything, I am healing, just fine." 

Megan glanced at him up and down before, nodding, "That's good." 

She sat down on the bar to next to him, before making sure that her bag was attached to her in a way that won't be stolen. 

"Now," she turned towards him, "let's catch up." 

Brandon smiled at her enthusiasm. "I would love to, but why don't you order yourself a drink first?" 

"Oh yes!" Raise her hand for the bartender, and when he approached, Megan rattled off ordering. Brandon followed, but ordered for a Coke.