Orpheus rolled his eyes. "Hamburgers the size of your head..." He mused, and then laughed and started to sling an arm over Asterion's shoulder despite himself, but then dropped it away after a second with another laugh. "I suppose I make an exception for those. You generally find things in these places that shouldn't be turned into food.... But they work while you're in the diner. You couldn't recreate them anywhere else...."