"No bread," Felix snorted, though he wondered what that would taste like. "I guess it's bologna or something." He shrugged, finishing off the roll he'd started to eat and wiping his hand on his jeans.
"It's comfortable, I guess. Didn't notice if it felt cold or anything," he nodded, once again not waiting until he was done chewing. He swallowed, then shrugged. "I've been getting good shit from the prize machine. You ever play with that?" He leaned in conspiratorially, grinning. "I got an STD from it the other day, but don't tell anyone."