"We do this like the ninja turtles, little dude. No anchovies." He was a cheese and pepperoni kind of guy, anyway. No frills. Just pizza. In this case, however, he got a supreme in case she wanted more. She was more complex than anyone else he had met and he had gathered that in only the first few moments of them meeting.
Peter took the flag he had been given, the beers for each of them, after paying. He moved to the table and sat down, setting one of the beers in front of Effie and he took the other for himself.
"So, who's the little guy?" Peter inquired, nodding over at the small robot.