Max smirked. "Old? No, he's like... maybe fifteen, twenty years older than we are here. In his thirties. Like... young," she said, shaking her head. She hadn't had the chance to actually see Bruce and until she actually saw it, it was going to be weird to think about. Bruce... young. It kind of broke her brain.
When he pulled out his wallet she rolled her eyes. "Chill, don't worry. I've got it. It's not going to kill your man-pride to let me get a pie." She grinned before turning around to the counter and pulling out her own wallet which had plenty of unearned money stuffed in it. Waiting until someone spotted her, she quickly ordered before Terry could object. "Large pie, everything on it. Thanks."