She took the bill, her fingers brushing against his softly, her breath catching when their skin touched again. There was magic around him, magic he didn't even seem to sense. Tom, he would come back again, his spirit was called here and she hoped, called to her as well.
"Go, and try not to stress to much Mr. Tom, its not good for you. I hope you come back soon." And with that she turned, picking up the dishes and carrying them into the kitchen.