So he didn't believe a word of it. He thought I was simply bluffing to get his attention.
I didn't bother explaining.
I lowered my head, reached into my bag, and pulled out a small gift box, no bigger than my palm. I held it out to him.
"I've been meaning to give you this."
"Consider it a belated birthday present. For your twenty-seventh."
"Just promise me you won't open it for three days."
Alfred studied the box for a moment, then let out a soft laugh and took it, tucking it into the inside pocket of his suit jacket.
"Alright."
He glanced past me toward the entrance, where a light rain had begun to fall. "Looks like everyone's already left. Want me to drive you home? Doesn't seem like the easiest place to catch a cab."
I tilted my head slightly, looking past his shoulder.
Maud was still standing a short distance away, umbrella in hand, apparently unable to flag down a ride.
I shook my head. "No, it's fine. My apartment isn't far. You should probably give Maud a ride first."
Alfred seemed pleased by my consideration. His expression softened noticeably, and he reached over and ruffled my hair.
"Good girl. I'll make it up to you next time."