"That would be a shame," he responded.
She blushed again. "Thanks."
He swirled the coffee in his cup, examining it absently.
"I suppose people can get used to anything. After all, you live in California in spite of the earthquakes."
True. She sank to a bench and sipped on her coffee, letting its warmth invaded her body and relax her stiff muscles. At some point she dozed, and when she lifted her head, he was asleep, his head cradled on one arm as he slumped over the table.
She quietly rose from the bench. No point in waking him now. She would take a little nap and then wake him later. By then he would be rested enough to drive home safely.
In her room, she crawled into the sleeping back fully dressed. Zipping the bag up against the chill of the night, she fell asleep immediately.