A vegetarian. It took obvious effort to choke down all the jokes that tried to tumble out of his mount. It physically pained him to not make a crack about sausage. The rest didn't bother him at all. He'd fallen far deeper over people with far crazier demands. He barely even noticed them, honestly. But...with all that had happened last time, why would Hartley be so cruel to tempt him that way?

"Oh, sure! Of course. You name it, and we're there. What's the good being a right and proper ad man if I can't treat someone to a proper lunch?" He actually sank his teeth into his lower lip to keep from adding a suggestion of dessert. He needed to actually behave. Actually watch his mouth. But at this rate, he was going to ruin everything in the next ten minutes.