Guy made a face. "You..." he couldn't think of what to call her. But she'd have to take the fries because they were all he had. He rolled his eyes at her though, to make it clear he thought she was being the ridiculous one. You didn't need an RSVP but when you said you were going to text, you texted. Maybe he should go reread those texts...
"That's because you're violent," he said and put a beer on the counter. Yet he hadn't relinquished it over just yet, "Cherry on top. Sugar on to makes no sense." He waited for her to correct her statement. Yes, he was going to be that childish. This was Guy Gardner, after all.