With the brightest of grins the young man nodded his head, when she got his name right off the bat. "Yep yep, yhat is totes me! And you are...dang, freaking thought I had it there for a sec, chica. My bad. I kinda suck at namez, but that smile of yours...well I ain't gonna forget that. The question of eating was met with a genuine warm laugh and the speedster nodded enthusiastically. "Already ate a few times today, I just swung by here to grab some snackage for the road." Granted his version of a light snack was three whole pies... "Any who, what are ya up to today chica?"
While counting the milliseconds out of sheer boredom as the speedster waited for the first pie to come out he suddenly vanished from where he had been waiting, only to reappear an instant later now holding a half finished big gulp slushie. Impulse was the name his friends had given Bart, and it fit far too perfectly. After all since most of the world tended to move in slow motion around him, well it was hard to keep his focus on any one thing for too long. Heck even waiting just for a minute made his legs itch a little bit, and the need to move was down right annoying. Unable to resist the urge the young man found himself examining the menu for the hundredth time as the waited for her reply.
The young man was trying to be rude at all, and he was totes listening to every word she said...it just so happened that he was listening to it all in slo no so he found himself with plenty of time to look around as she finished speaking.