He sighs audibly and puts his legs up on the table. (Also audibly) "Whatever, man. Though I'm surprised a guy with your sweet tooth doesn't go in for ice cream." He leans back. "I guess if you GOTTA pay for me, I can't turn you down. But when the lights are back on I'll come and cook for you, and that'll be my treat."

He nods silently. "I'm pretty good at cooking, especially grill stuff."