At first sight that plate of food made him gag. He quickly went for the coffee and pills first. He needed a minute before taking any food down. He was still mostly going on the post alcoholic buzz and McDonald's. He also realized real fast that he didn't like the taste of black coffee. It was like swallowing chalk dust.
He wasn't sure how comfortable he was with the conversation, but right now Greed would take anything that pushed him in the right direction. "She is. She's kinda great actually." He pushed around the eggs on his plate. He sighed feeling this weight still hanging on his shoulders.