"I'm actually an Irn-Bru person," Cathal said as he unlocked the door, "but since that's hard to come by Stateside, coke will suit." The front door opened directly into the living room, and Cathal flicked on the lights. "Okay, so pepperoni pizza with triple cheese, cheesy garlic bread, coke, maybe some fries." Cathal was skimming through the app on his phone, leaning against the doorway to the kitchen. "I'm going to get some of the deep fried camembert too because, trust me, it's brilliant."
When he'd ordered - adding another suggestion or two from Kaden - Cathal pushed his phone back into his pocket and said, "alright, twenty minutes."