"Maybe I should make an appointment." If these two keep winking at each other like this someone is going to ask them if they need an eye exam instead.

"The last place I was in was pretty uh...happening too. I can probably handle it. And you~" He pulls the spoon back quickly before the fish touches Hawkeye's plate. Potato salad it is, and an extra heaping of it because this guy kinda looks like he needs it. Max is more than ready to cash the checks his mouth is writing but he also doesn't wanna break the guy in half.