He scowled some and gave the two women a pout. "They are too real food," he muttered. "And your best friend when you need light portable fare. I just like the taste of them so I eat them all the time." He flicked a wadded up napkin at Cissie. "And they don't all taste like cardboard y'know."
"Bad ass redhead who could probably maim a person with her pinky," he returned honestly. "Never piss her off. Or prank her with Smirnoff vodka in a bottle of Jewel of Russia Classic..." he added, shuddering a little.
Hearing that she was almost done with the costume redesign he nodded in approval. "What color? Purple? Purple is a great color you know. Color of royalty." He was also glad, at least to his knowledge, that his days in the circus with that purple get up weren't well known.