He didn't react to the head poking, having gotten used to it a long time ago. He'd always had friends with younger siblings, and it didn't bother him. He managed to sneak the bacon onto the order, and grinned at him. "Mountain Dew dip doesn't exist. How about we drink it? And I got a cookie pizza too, we'll put ice cream on that." He wrapped his arms around Gir, hugging him loosely.