Raylan shook his head a little. "No, but then again, no one here is okay. But somethin' happened last night." He'd seen it too, the dive into the bottle towards the end. "I'm gonna talk to him. Make sure he's still got a handle on it."

He glanced over with a little pull of his smile. "If he's not, he will be. I promise. Did you have fun over dinner last night, even with everythin' that got said?"

They weren't talking yet about what happened behind closed doors - that wasn't kitchen talk.