"Then...I think maybe you should buy me a burger. Or I buy you a burger. Let's go get a burger." Even if Sven wasn't hungry. He was good at playing, and need be, he'd eat that burger and a couple fries. Appetites needed to be quenched, after all. "Milliways, you say?" He knew the place well, and the stranger was right - those were good burgers. The best? Up for debate, but still arguable.
Sven watched the man's lips, so close to his. Just a gentle shift and they would have met. "So you're more attracted to me than anyone else...ever? I guess that's a real compliment for me. But while I'm honored and flattered, it really says that you date a lot of cows." Sven's tongue draped over his bottom lip, sliding from left to right. "So...about that burger?"