"Oh, wow. That was really, really bad." Natalie tilted her head, pretending to mull it over. "But maybe so bad that it's good? Like Troll 2."

She grabbed a dry napkin and rummaged through her bag for a pen. The brunette found one with a logo for a blood pressure medication emblazoned on it.

"I'm going to do this the old-fashioned way." When she was finished jotting down her number, she slid it across the bar to Elijah.