"Yeah," Leonard replied. "I think she is. Or at least, on the way to it."
"Good. That's good."
The lion slid a drink across the bar to the tiger. "So, I've got to know. Why did you do it?"
"Why did I break up with her?" Conrad said.
"Because we were always fighting," Conrad said. "I surrendered."
Leonard blinked slowly, digesting this.
Conrad sipped his drink. "Seriously; we had nowhere to go but down."
"I believe you," Leonard told him. "I'm just surprised to hear it from you."
Conrad gave him a half-smile. "Didn't think I had it in me, did you?"
"Honestly, I didn't. I'm glad to see I was wrong."
Conrad took a long draught and pulled out his wallet. "How much do I owe for the drink?"
Leonard shook his head. "That one's on me."
"Yeah. You earned it."
Conrad suddenly broke into a grin. "Thanks, man. And ... thanks for taking care of Tiff for me."
"You're welcome. But who's going to take care of Conrad?"
The tiger shrugged. "I'm a big boy now. Maybe it's about time I started taking care of myself."
Leonard nodded, and collected the empty glass. Conrad tipped a vague half-wave half-salute to him, and walked out.