[He smiles, ears turning pink, when she touches him.]

Alright. I'll let them know it's to go.

[He also orders some drinks to go - a couple of bottles of cream soda. Their orders come up not too long after. He brings everything over to Belgium, pizza slices expertly folded in half in one hand, the other carrying the soda bottles.]

Pizza is ready.

[He hands Belgium her slice and holds out one of the bottles.]

Let's head for the park?