"Good answer."

It makes him grin too, the kind of grin he usually reserves for seein' somethin' blow sky-high.

"They got a weekend special here that's real good." He don't mean himself, but he ain't countin' that out either. "It's what I usually get. Eggs and potatoes and bacon and cheese and all this other shit all mashed up together. Fuck of a good meal."

Far as he knows, she'll be able to levitate it all into her mouth without even usin' a friggin' fork. Won't that make the staff here happy.