Connor chuckled, sitting down, and opening the box, taking a slice out, he curved it slightly inwards, "Like this" He said, "curving it prevents the topping from sliding off onto you" He said, happily taking a bit. 

Connor had found that there was nothing else quite like Pizza. The melted cheese, the meat, the flavor...he loved it all. He chewed, clearly enjoying the pizza. 

He set his slice down, grabbing the napkins that had come with the Pizza, and handing Elizabeth some, as well as a bottle of water each. Connor would have preferred Coke, but he decided a late night might not be a good thing, so he avoided the caffeine. He smiled at Elizabeth, waiting to see what she thought of the Pizza. 

He wondered, briefly, if anything like Pizza had been around in her time, but he didn't question that too much, having no idea. But he imagined not. So he sipped at his water, and bit into his slice again, for once just enjoying the company, enjoying having someone to share dinner with, and enjoying just being with Elizabeth.