He chuckles. "I'm gettin' one of their poblano omelettes. Remy was sayin' they were really good." He shrugs. Kevin talks more with the senior members of the team, than he does the kids his own age. Has to do with him being a decent cook. Remy's put in a few requests at times.
He gets out and takes her hand again. In short order, they're seated in a booth in a back corner away from everyone. It's a comfortable place for Kevin, and he appreciates it.
When the waitress comes to take their order, he lets Kitty order first then has his omelette with a side of wheat toast. He also orders sweet tea. Because while he loves his coffee, he almost never drinks it anywhere but at the mansion, or Miss Amelia's house.
"Ya know, I was thinkin'." He says, once the waitress is gone. "Maybe once we've had time at Disney, we could go to Atlanta?" He wants her to meet Miss Amelia.
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He gets out and takes her hand again. In short order, they're seated in a booth in a back corner away from everyone. It's a comfortable place for Kevin, and he appreciates it.
When the waitress comes to take their order, he lets Kitty order first then has his omelette with a side of wheat toast. He also orders sweet tea. Because while he loves his coffee, he almost never drinks it anywhere but at the mansion, or Miss Amelia's house.
"Ya know, I was thinkin'." He says, once the waitress is gone. "Maybe once we've had time at Disney, we could go to Atlanta?" He wants her to meet Miss Amelia.