"What was that? I couldn't hear you over that shirt," Emil teases, grinning as his hand lights on Reno's shoulder, leaning in and bumping his jaw against Reno's in an easy greeting. "I couldn't help it, I was hungry. I'd even debated on leaving without you."

He hops off the step he'd been perched on, his hands tucking into his pockets, posture a little bit slouched as he relaxed at Reno's side. "So what did you have in mind? If anything. I know there are a few places we won't go broke for big portions."