(The shit-eating grin is when you know you're in trouble, although he always feels like he's in some sort of trouble when they're together. He's a terrible influence, Dick's not sure why he sticks around him, honestly.) I know you well. (He reaches up then to take Nix's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze before pushing it off him, linger longer than necessary with it in his hand, although hopefully to most it wouldn't be obvious.) Only because you'd sulk about it and I'd have to listen.

You don't say? (Dick gives him a playful eye roll. He doesn't think anyone in Easy could stomach spaghetti any time soon.) No, no, that's fine. All I want is ice cream after. I heard they don't have that in England, if we end up there.