"Uh...yeah..." Grant finally manages, reaching into his back pocket, pulling out his billfold. Starfire had set him up with a stipend, but it wasn't designed to cover gifts this extravagant. Opening the wallet, Grant draws out a crisp fifty dollar bill - fresh from the ATM - and hands it to Bea with an appreciative smile.

"Bea, I can pay you back. I might...it might take a little while, but..." he stammers, tucking his wallet back into his pocket, his eyes shifting between Bea's knowing grin and the top of the glass counter she's leaning on.