"Well, you deserve to be treated well, and being rude hardly accomplishes that," he returned without batting an eyelash.
Callen laughed, sitting back in his seat. "Fine. Quid pro quo it is, then. I suppose you can even go first," he added gallantly, waving a hand for her to go right ahead.
One of Cleo's waiters chose that moment to swiftly move in, dropping off several plates in front of them, before disappearing again.