"Thanks," he nodded, then nudged a plate towards Billy, "Didn't know how hungry you were, figured a sandwich wouldn't hurt."
He was so trying. He reached into his pocket, taking out a few bills, putting the money for the fries on the table near the plate he'd nudged to Billy. Then he took the fries out of the bag and grinned, just a little, because well. Salt and grease were awesome.