"Sindre's huge, no phone could hold him. At least no phone that anyone should have in their pocket. I don't have giant pockets!" He chuckled and licked the sugar off of his fingers as well, shrugging and taking both of their empty plates to a nearby trash can.
"See, I really can't throw darts. I can throw balls of any variety and don't you dare laugh at that even though that's kind of funny but the phallic things, I can't throw. I fail at gay." He pouted slightly.