"...okay," Foggy says. "We're gonna get food, right?"

(Matt is torn between WHUT? and OH NO he's dragging it out longer - because Matt just wants this to be over, right?)

and they go to some kind of private restaurant/whatever and Matt is accustomed to doms trying to order for him - and choking down whatever too-heavily-spiced weird fancy stuff they order (that aggravates all his senses) - but this one actually asks what he wants.

he has no idea what to do with that.