"I don't know all that much about America yet, beyond Lawrence. What's Montana like?" He was fairly sure he'd read about Pennsylvania. Or maybe it had been in a show on tv. But he hadn't heard about Montana.
"I like pizza, I just take all the mushroom off first." Enjolras had said he'd start ordering half without it for that very reason. "You don't like goose liver?" He asked her, amused. "I knew a wonderful little cafe in an alley not far from the pont neuf, they made an incredible liver pâté. Though I think that might have been chicken, not goose." Not that it was his favourite food, he didn't mind it, but he liked how easily she seemed to laugh.