"That sounds amazing," Oliver grunted. "Or some'a those barbecue spare ribs they do, that come in the little foil bag thing." He honestly didn't know if that was universal for all Chinese restaurants, and it probably wasn't, but he supposed that didn't really matter.
"I can do hashbrowns, though, if you wanna." That would require moving. And putting his pants back on. "In a bit, maybe. Is lo mein your go-to whenever you're smokin'?" He paused, considering for a moment before adding. "What's the slang for it these days? I feel like sayin' anything but that's gonna make me sound like I'm eighty."