Cairo simply stared at him, pissed off slightly that the other seemed to lose interest so fast. As Desmond offered to listen, Cairo was unsure if taking it would end well for him. "I'll see how I feel, for sure. I like to know that my listeners aren't zoning out." His arms crossed defensively. "I want to know that I'm intriguing enough to warrant some type of acknowledgement." Cairo watched him for a moment before he responded again. "Well you seem to only really be half- if not less, interested." He tilted his head up and pouted a bit. "You aren't putting in a real effort to look better than you are, hence the slouching and lazy feeling that you emit." Cairo gave a small laugh though. "And I'm sure you're only really here for the food- maybe to see if I'm worthy to talk to again."
Cairo eyed the waiter and smirked. "I'll have a shirley temple as well as a water, please. I'd love a nice, Southwest burger with caesar salad on the side. I'd love it if you could wrap the meat in lettuce, hun." The waiter flushed before taking down the order and moving to Desmond. She didn't say a word before scooting away. "Cute, right? I love it when they go red so easily."
Cairo eyed the waiter and smirked. "I'll have a shirley temple as well as a water, please. I'd love a nice, Southwest burger with caesar salad on the side. I'd love it if you could wrap the meat in lettuce, hun." The waiter flushed before taking down the order and moving to Desmond. She didn't say a word before scooting away. "Cute, right? I love it when they go red so easily."