Andy chewed on his burger as he watched his former patient inspect the fries as if he had never seen one before in his life. He gave the man the time to examine everything he had and try it, maybe it really was his first time in a place like this, although that seemed unlikely. Not the fact this could be his first time in a fastfood restaurant, his attire certainly indicated he was used to better, but being unfamiliar with this food? That was rare. Most surprising was that the biting and chewing seemed off, at least at first, as if he wasn't sure how to do it. Even babies had a natural understanding of how it worked.

He sipped from his own milkshake and ate a couple of fries. What was most fascinating were those eyes. In this light they almost seemed to glow. The light in the hospital had caused that effect too. Right now those eyes held an annoyed look, directed at him.

The annoyed glance was met with an amused one from Andy. "There is no accounting for taste," He stated with a shrug. "I love milkshakes, although I prefer the ones I make myself, but if you don't then I'll get you something else." He turned in his seat and gestured to the fridge with bottles close to the counter, filled with different kinds of soda, fruit juice and water. "Just tell me what drink you like and I will get it for you."