"Bill Cosby, I think," he answered as his smirk took over the rest of his features, eyebrows lifting a little. "Yeah? Maybe today'll be the day that changes. I'm lookin' forward to grillin' with a beer, if I'm honest."

The waitress came over with their check and Raylan fished out his wallet for a few bills to drop onto the table before scooting out and collecting Willa from her chair.

"Grab the bag?"