When the plates were exchanged, he started a, "Thank y--", but their server had disappeared before the second word could be finished. Jim raised his eyebrows. "Efficient."

But now they had salads - and he was starting to wonder. He hadn't read the menu very closely, but now, between appetisers and salads, would he even have room for his main course? He knew Steve would, but that wasn't the question. He didn't really want to go anywhere with a doggie bag. Especially when the idea of a doggie bag seemed like anathema to him.

Someday, he'd get used to having all the food he could eat.

"I do have to admit something," he eventually said between forkfuls of salad. "I didn't stumble over this place myself. Lois pointed me here, so I'll have to thank her."