Rory grabbed a fork and a napkin and wheeled his way over to the couch and parking his chair beside it (he wasn't going to attempt swinging himself onto it with food in his hands). "I was actually referring to the meal, but yeah. Food time. I'm cool with that. 'Eat o' clock' maybe. Or 'food o' clock." Settling a little deeper into his chair, Rory took a bite of his food and made a sweeping gesture with his hand. "Hey, I recommended something funny! Gone with the Wind is hilarious." He put on his best (also bad) southern accent and pretended to be Scarlett O'Hara. "Great balls of fire," he hiccupped in a very exaggerated manner. "It's Rhett!" Rory shook his head, returning to his normal voice. "But if want to watch something slightly less depressing than the saga of our fair nation being torn in two, how about..." Rory's face cracked into a grin. "In the mood for something old school? I'm pretty sure I left Dr. Strangelove here at some point." Nothing like a little nuclear destruction to lighten his mood.
"Uh-huh. Talking. With Lexie. After you've started officially dating her. Riiight." Rory gave Eisen a Look. "Are you not hearing how patently unbelievable this sounds?"