Iggy arched a brow at that, just slightly, but he was willing to let it go for the time being, he beamed at the lunchlady, same one who'd been there last year and had gotten used to his usual heap of food, "Three cheeseburgers for me, green jello, and whatever the kid sister's having."
His fingers were still resting lightly on Angel's shoulder just so he didn't lose track of her, "What do you want?"