"My awesomeness," she says matter-of-factly, but then she looks over at him and concedes, "and yours. I was bored. And I shouldn't have to be alone just because it's the weekend." Smiling at him, Raleigh takes another sip of her drink, and then scans the bar. "And you're my company, so there we go. Right? It just sort of makes sense." She doesn't even sound like she's really asking, just kind of.... affirming. "Consider it pre-pay for the cake lessons," she says with a smile. It's a trade. Nevermind that normally, she'd just do it because she felt like it.