Sam gestured for her to lead the way toward the street. He kept his hands in his pockets, not really sure what to do with them, especially if he started fidgeting again. "Oh good. Sorry, I've got it all taken apart and stuff right now." The garage was kind of a mess at the moment, to be sure.
"Nah, nothing crazy. Just some salad, and some pasta. No big." He shrugged, already kind of embarrassed he'd pulled out the big guns. Truthfully, they could've gone out. He made a decent amount of money, and didn't have much to spend it on, seeing as he wasn't exactly going off the island for college. But he liked cooking for people, and it would be nice to test it out on someone who wasn't family.