Martin just beamed some more and nodded. "She's the best."
Once the change had been counted out, he held out his hat for the watiress to drop it in his hat, the issue of getting it all out later and putting it in her wallet could be sorted out another time. She'd get it all back of course, money stuff was a mundane concern that Dr. Strange said sorcerers shouldn't worry themselves about, and Martin was fine with that. "Thank you for the milkshakes, Miss," Martin smiled at the lady and gave her a gentlemanly hat tip once he put it back on his head. That there was no jingling sound of change falling out was odd to say the least but those were details he hadn't considered.
"I should give you a tour of our HQ, but we're not allowed in all the rooms though. Or Anya's lab," he whispered confidentially to the owl on his shoulder once they were out of earshot and heading to the door.
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