Andrew was thankful for the silent sound of eating and he set about eating his pancakes with gusto to try and forestall any further... touching. His stomach turned a little even as he did - why did he do things like this? It made him feel dirty, like he was taking advantage of Jack in someway, not that he knew how; like he was perverting their friendship. He lose his appetite and just poked at his pancakes until it decided to come back.
"I don't think I'll need them by then. Plus they might be able to tell that it's fake; good plan though Jackie-o."