All Wash was left to do was blink a few times, his hands hovering awkwardly from his lap and watching the hurried anxiety from his new 'pal'. Eyebrows up in his hairline and eyes wide with anticipation of the magnificence the guy was exuding as prophesy.
"Beer and cheeseburgers," Wash replied with a smile in the side of his mouth, unsure with both the combination and the pronunciation of 'cheeseburger.'
He, at least, knew how to handle a beer so while the other guy was handling the ever mysterious burgers he cracked the beers on the side of the bench and handed one over.