Whenever Mikaela gave him the 'You are such a geek' look, he was suddenly wishing that his alien robot car was here. At least Bee would be able to play some tunes or something that would make him seem a little less uncool for the moment. Bumblebee was good with the trying to smooth things out between himself and Mikaela, at least he definitely didn't give up. Even if sometimes he played embarrassing music that would lead Mikaela to think that he was trying to get into her pants. Which, he wasn't. Because he wasn't that guy. He didn't take her to romantic spots to try and see if he could sleaze his way in. Not at all. God, he hoped she wouldn't start thinking she couldn't be seen with him thanks to his nerdfest a moment ago. Because he had to admit what Jubilee could do was sick. And, he was sure to ask her to do it at least one or two more times before the day was over, which would probably embarrass Mikaela a little bit. Hopefully she could forgive him for it.
Almost on cue, Sam's stomach started to growl as well, signaling that enough time had passed to where he could no longer go without food, because he would die. Or something equally as dramatic. Normally by now, he would have at least eaten breakfast and a snack if he were home. His mom was always getting onto him for ruining meals because he would raid the kitchen for something not good for him, instead of something with actual nutritional value. Who wanted to waste their time with that? Not a teenage boy.
"I think now's the time to get something to eat. My stomach is starting to agree with yours, anyway," he told her, as he hoped that they could get by for a little while with what little money he did have. That probably meant that he'd be looking for a job soon. And that didn't sound fun at all. "No, no.. the bathroom's fine now. It didn't look right, the way it was after I rearranged it. It's good the way it is," he stammered as he tried to make it less suspicious, and failed. He would have to come up with a better reason for why he would need to be in the bathroom for an extended period of time, next time. Because he couldn't keep saying that he was rearranging the bathroom. He was sure she'd figure out that was the last thing he was doing.
"Hey, I won't rabidly fanboy..!," he protested, before adding a moment later, "But if you happen to talk about the teams and other cool mutant stuff, it's not like I'm not gonna listen. I can listen and eat at the same time."