"Hey, guys," Michael greeted with a grin. "I invited some of the girls, but maybe half an hour wasn't enough time for them." He snickers a little. "I guess we should wait a couple moreminutes just to be sure."
He dug his hands in his pockets and rocked on his heels. "What are you guys hungry for?" Having a warpspeed metabolism meant he didn't have to worry so much about what he ate, but that didn't mean others had the same curse (or luxury, depending on your viewpoint).