"Two men walked into a bar. One ordered all the food on the menu while the other sat and watched as he scarfed it all down in minutes." A man with orange hair and an eyepatch over his right eye leaned back in his chair as he spoke, sighing as his white-haired companion didn't answer. "Of course I would say the punchline, if there was one. Slow down Allen, you're gonna burst your stomach."

[Color=crimson]"You worry too much Lavi."[/color] Allen mumbled around a mouthful of hamburger. [color=crimson]"You've known me for, two years now? You know that'd never happen, and if it were gonna I'd have died of overeating years ago."[/color] He emptied the last plate, a stack of them about 4ft high on the table beside him. He took a look inside his wallet and became visibly depressed, putting his head on the table. After a minute he glanced innocently at Lavi. [color=crimson]"Wanna play cards?"[/color]

"No. If you need me to pay I will. Just get some money of your own soon and pay me back, will ya?" Lavi stood and approached the bartender. "How much for all the food?"