[She nudges him with her elbow, something small and sharp enough to get the point across without hurting him. The thought that jostling one another about right now isn't the soundest course of action doesn't really occur to her.]

Good as it gets in a place like this, darling. Plenty of action, not nearly enough space. [Chloe shifts her weight a bit, stares off at the shattered mirror just behind the bar.] I miss the freedom, you know? Not just the occasional handout of a weekend in Venice or Rome...