"No kidding." Dylan replied with a laugh and a toothy smile. He ambled into the burger joint, feeling almost comfortable with the whole idea of a 'date' in public. He took a seat and slid to the corner, pulling Dave in beside him. He set their linked hands on the table, leaning over to press a kiss to his boyfriend's cheek just as their waitress arrived to hand them a pair of menus, her blonde ponytail bouncing cheerfully behind her. If she noticed that the two of them were an odd couple, she didn't say anything, immune to the strangeness that accompanied working at a major hangout spot for drug-runners. When she was gone, Dylan cracked open a menu and peered at it for a minute. Too many choices. He looked up at Dave. "Burger?" He asked.