"Just Chloe," the blonde insisted, chuckling. He was a dear, really. "And a gyro's fine." Normally, the queen of health didn't go in for fast and fatty foods, but then again, nothing about the last few weeks was 'normal' in any sense of the word. "I'm not all that hungry. Unless you had something else in mind, Jack." It wouldn't do to make him any more uncomfortable than he already seemed; and most men did prefer to chose the place when escorting a woman there, whether it be on a date, for business, or, like now - just as friends. One dainty hand touched his arm and she gave him another smile that caused her nose to wrinkle adorably. "I'm sure you know a lot of great places most of us tourists don't."