"'course. That's it, concussion." He was about to say more when the waitress arrived, he smiled at her as well, because he knew how hard they worked, and it looked like she'd been working hard all day, "I'll have the same." He said, shrugging, "We like to keep it simple."
Once she was gone again he shrugged out of his coat, hanging it over the back of his chair, it was much warmer inside than it was outside, and he didn't much need it at the moment. He gave the place another once-over before shrugging again and settling back in his seat, "Don't seem like there's a lot of trouble we can get into here." He was almost disappointed by that, but only almost.