"No, burgers sound great." Food sounded great. Of course, JJ had grown up mostly feeding himself (or letting the twins make dinner, which wasn't always that great either) so food was food, and as long as his stomach was full. Being an adult and having two well paying businesses had enhanced his ability to judge good food for bad food, but he was still partial to day old pizza and greasy burgers. He dried off his hands and grabbed a hoodie. He wasn't even sure what it was like outside, but they weren't going far. Conveniently, there was a great burger place around the corner.
Her question was not at all surprising. She looked a little out of sorts. "Sometimes," He admitted, "Though not as much anymore. When I was your age, anything could set it off."