Marcus shrugged. He supposed he could do that, but it sounded overly complicated. He wasn't overly picky when it came to food, or at least not quite as picky as Katie was, so it was just easier to order what she liked. He didn't pick anything off, he just ate it. Food was food. He had his favourites, but there was few things he didn't like. "Too much bother," he responded, finishing off his piece.
Rolling his eyes at her laughter, he took another piece of her pizza. "You know what I mean," he responded dryly, before taking another bit. Had he known her thoughts, he would have agreed with her on at least one thing. The next couple of weeks were going to be intense. Nationals always were. The best of the best and what not. It wasn't all that surprising that they went at it like they did.
He raised an eyebrow, at her request. "A full body massage?" he asked, snorting at her use of Valentine's Day. He eyed her for a moment, a very familiar smirk lingering on his lips. "What's in it for me?" he asked, his pizza temporarily forgotten in the face of their current conversation. He couldn't say it was necessarily a bad idea. In fact, it had it's merits, but he was a fan of making her squirm a little. A day wasn't a day without a teeny tiny bit of Bell taunting.