*beckons to Counter Kid to bring over your food when it's ready* *holds up one finger preemptively* Don't go thinking we normally have table service, though, Sparky.
*looks over your photos with some interest (even though he's a responsible working stiff now, see)* *more politely than with any sort of rude intent* Cindy's a bit of a looker, then, ain't she?
*double-takes when you reach Anairë's picture, his brow knitting an afghan for all Afghanistan* *quickly notices that YOU HAVE YOUR ARM AROUND HIS WIFE you and his ex!!!!!!! seem like old pals and—okay, he'd admit it—has to work hard to quash the urge to his initial reaction*
*a muscle in his jaw jumping as he mumbles* Oh hey there's a familiar face now.