"Well you can smell which food is better when your eyes aren't making you look at the signs and the names of the places. I want the best place, not the nicest looking one." Sebastian said like he was an expert on picking out restaurants. Because eating at taco stands made him so qualified. "Looks like it's what you're looking for too." He smirked. "Come on I'll buy."
"Do you listen to everything your mother says? Because my mother said she'd be married to my father forever when I was six, and they've been divorced since I was 12." Sebastian crossed his arms. "Can't I just get a name?"
"I mean I'm a really nice guy. One of the best." He held up three his hand making a symbol. "Scout's honor."