Honestly, he'd not given it much thought at all. He just liked to solve every conceivable problem through computer science. He smiles with her, laughing softly as she points out that they are here.

When she shifts to mentioning food he actually starts gently, "Oh, I was actually h-hope I could get s-some help on that," then he realizes what he says and moves his hands in front of him like he was picking up a box from the sides with flat hands and putting it to the side, "the ordering, n-not eating. I c-can feed myself." Usually. He lets out a nervous laugh, "I mean, I... I guess you're probably human, but I c-can say now that I'm not, and I don't normally e-eat human food, but I can." He grabs the menu lifting it up to cover his face, "So, maybe... if you h-had suggestions, or something...."

This had been a great plan. It didn't plow through all kinds of things he had insecurities over, like his weight, what he can eat, that he's not even human despite wishing he was, or trusting a complete stranger on something. Or make him sound like possibly a vampire.