Once done with the towel, Vivian did the same as him, putting it in the compartment where it came from. "Private room? Sounds a little fancy. Not sure that I'm, like, dressed for that. But whatever." She folded her arms together, making a light clink as they made contact. Afterwards, she sat in silence for a few seconds, trying to think of what else to say. It was kind of a weird situation, after all; a few minutes ago, she was caving his face in, and now they were going to a restaurant? Maybe he wasn't as much of a dick as she had originally believed.
"Hey, uh, shouldn't I be the one treating you to something?" Vivian shrugged. "I mean, I won't say no, but it hardly seems like I deserve going to a steak place after all of... that."