[Smoking's bad for you. :P] He managed to send that out just as his spot in line came up. As he waited for the food he glanced back over to Wicked, trying to see if she was texting him back, then frowned.
That guy.
He didn't bother waiting for her reply, sending her one more text as their food was being piled onto a tray. [Come help me find a table?] It was easier than trying to explain the situation, which he could always do when they were in closer proximity. He could radio in a description of the other guy when they were actually sitting down and away from the crowd.