While he ordered, Sid shoved another forkful into his mouth, this time with the whole ham-egg-hash brown combo, because alone everything was good, but together it was like heaven on earth, practically. It might not have been the better diner, but it was very hard to mess up ham and eggs.
"Hey, you don't have to sell me on mayo. I love mayo. I'll put that shit on everything." He wasn't going to argue fries and mayo, because obviously that was a winning combination and nothing was going to convince him otherwise. "But working here has taught me there are definitely people who will not touch the stuff. Don't ask me why, I know it's pure magic, you know it's pure magic, but some people just don't know what's good for them."
"Ah. If I see them I will?" It seemed very unlikely since he wasn't even sure who they were but he was pretty sure it was a facetious request anyway.