"I'll help you. I promise I can," he smiles, nodding once before looking up at the server holding their appetizers and staring at them. Either she wasn't accustomed to seeing two exceptionally fit and good-looking guys being googly over each other, or she recognized Emil from somewhere. Either way, Reno had to clear his throat to get her focused.

"Anything else I can get you?" she asks, pitch a bit high as she sets the plates down. The redhead grins slowly, sliding his eyes from her ankles up, raking her with his gaze.

"Oh, I can think of a few things. Maybe later." The double entendre is impossible to miss, added with the wink Reno gives, and the server quickly excuses herself, whatever she'd been thinking about before completely forgotten. Yep, still got it.