speedster.

       “ YEAH, well….oh, actually i haven’t been on any kinda anything since
       biting the bullet. i say we just have fun ! you definitely look as if ya could
       do with some fun, mr. grump. “

       EVEN in the face of an eye roll his smile continues to illuminate. bart had
       dealt with a lotta people like teddy in the past so putting him off was near
       enough impossible by now. intrigue had hit hard & speed enabled decided
       to see what else was there, who teddy was, what he liked, what he didn’t
       like. natural curiosity almost forced bart to press forward, to discover more. 
       “ theres no such thing as an eye for food, dude. something can look as
       yummy as heck but still taste like absolute trash. always follow your nose
       when it comes to food cus it’s never gonna fail ya. i’ve been to some
       absolute dives before & eaten like a king. “

          ❝ depends on how close our definitions of fun are. ❞

          Still he walked in step with the other and followed wherever he was being led.
          He could use some time to wind down. To relax and maybe even let himself
          goof off a bit, especially with another person. Usually he found most people to
          be irritating and bothersome. Though Bart had the first in spades towards certain
          things, he endured. A laugh escaped when he was corrected on there being no
          such thing as an eye for food. ❝ I don’t really eat out all that often so I don’t have
          the … experience you do. ❞ Wasn’t that an understatement? Unless a client
          wanted to treat him to a nice meal - usually done before they tried to screw him
          over - he never ate out. Ted had gotten into the habit of making all of his meals
          himself. ❝ Other than pizza, what do you tend to eat? ❞