It was automatic how he'd stood, and took the offered hand. But his heart was fluttering, stomach jumping in anticipation- settle down, he just ate- before the question had struck him dumb.

"Uhm. Ah."

Where. Do people usually go for this?

"Oh, anywhere's... fine? If you're messy, you're messy. I'm not a neat freak, I just play one on TV."

That didn't make any sense.

"Sorry. Had a lot of sugar."