Leon is already seated at the restaurant when you arrive, a few small gift bags spread out over the table for you. He stands to pull out the chair for you, greeting you with a kiss on the cheek. “You look incredible, as always.” He says, passing you a thick envelope stuffed with cash. “An apology gift, for being MIA all week. Work trip. I got you some stuff, too.” You’re used to it, what with his job and all. But you take the envelope anyway, smiling graciously.