Johnn could only smile still, more to himself now than her. He knew that manner and tone. One that was made of superiority. For some reason, Johnn had hoped seeing the galaxy around them might have given an insight, perhaps it had?
"Well, I suppose you can decide its glory when you try it for yourself then." Speaking plainly, Johnn never stopped moving at all. Though, if he noticed she was falling behind, he would slow down so that she could catch up.
Soon, they would enter the Food Court. The various smells would be overwhelming to someone who was hungry. There was something of everything in the aroma's. But Johnn kept walking for a few more moments before they arrived at Renitti's. Yes, there were others on the Station, but Johnn had always preferred this one. It always seemed more fresh, well, that and it was closer to him.
"Please, have a seat." He motioned his hand to a booth. "And you can set down my cube for now, if you like." Not looking at her, he moved to the kiosk, pressing multiple buttons before he stopped. Johnn turned around to look at her. "It will take a few moments.. In the meantime, do you enjoy music?" Without her even given him an answer, Beethoven's Bagatelle No. 25 began to play softly through the sound system of the restaurant.