"Be careful what you wish for," Roman cautioned her with a smirk. "You might not like what happens next." He rolled his broad shoulders into a casual shrug. "I'm a cook, at the diner, and maybe I smell like the cold because I've been guarding the bridge all night." It wasn't but he did not just offer up his species to just anyone even if they were amongst friends, he needed to trust you first before he let that slip.
He finished off another bite and then brushed his hands off on his jeans.
"Speaking of the bridge I should probably get back," Roman tipped his head. "But this was definitely a more interesting night than I've had in a while."