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"No because when you have a box of them to yourself, it's better to sit around with no pants on and being lazy and eating every single one. Singles are for hanging on a finger when you need a free hand to push buttons. Poor James, so unsophisticated about proper donut use." To which she could only laugh before going back to her food some. "Not to mention it is kinda fun getting covertly yet not covertly stared at by many a person." Indeed they were getting looks from to time to from more than just the two plotters.

"Can I have a lolipop afterwards?" His eyes lit up however at her motions. "Do it. Doitdoitdoitdoit!"

"You salute with the hand that's not wearing the donut. Besides, I hardly think a box of dobuts is proper decorum." And yet he was still dropping compliments that made her all warm and fuzzy inside. Which was weird, but also nice. "Well...I don't think they're staring because of that. I think we're just freaking people out. I'm all fancy, you're all civilian, we're in public and behaving. You know, aliens came during the night or some such nonsense."

This was going to be so great to re-live later. Not to mention the blackmail abilities that could possibly get him out of so many things. "Oh I've been eavesdropping the whole time practically. Save for the blippy parts. I never knew that donuts was such an intricate subject. They're being kind of fluffy, but damn that woman can just not take a compliment. I think even I'm getting frustrated."

Her answer only came with a blank stare and a creepy smile, adn monotone too happy voice. " It's just such a lovely day and we're just having such a lovely time. It's lovely that everyone can share in our joy." Followed quickly by a snicer and normalcy. "It's either the aliens have gotten into us, or Cognizince finally did one MAPS too many on us and our brains are on docile peaches and cream fluffy soft puppies mode." Wait a moment what was he planning? That was his side of the table, not this side. Not a social creature. Then again she never advertised herself to be. In fact it did bring out the more shy side of her as she didn't like people too much, much less public. Public plus giving them a reason to stare was a combination that made her cheeks heat. Not that she was complaining at all..."Well...suppose we're not aliens. Unless you're secretly a face hugger thing."

"If I was eight, I'd be all ewww." But instead he just chuckled and chomped on a roll. "Whoa you can program that into him? Now that's creepy right there. And at the same time very useful to certain individuals. Can you make him fluffy minded for a few weeks so he'll leave the rest of us alone."

To which she just covered her face with a hand a moment, quietly laughing behind it. "Okay, I walked into that one." Indeed the jokes he could make because her brain was already coming up with a few and his processed faster than hers. Sometimes having the boyfriend with the almost instant archive of information literally in his head gave him the advantage. "For fancy food it's not half bad. I'm going to have to say though I enjoy my run and go food, or your cooking better though."

"Make suggestions because you love me and I'm cute and you know I don't deserve the run through he gives me everytime. Even if it is a compliment by his standards. Or can I at least have a doctor's note for eyeball thingies?

"Either you rank up there or I'm just horribly unsophisticated. I think that's insulting one of us and complimenting the other. Or however you wish to take it." Okay so yes, this was nice. Maybe coffee made her pleasant, or she was just enjoying herself. A lot of what if's and or's were just going through her head today. "Well, Jessica wanted us to do something all showy like dancing. I objected but I don't think I won the argument. Even with medical issues. She's very shoo shoo do as I say."

"I behave. I just behave in a fashion that most others do no consider to be behaving. That's not my fault that their definitions are al screwed up." But he gave a happy noise all the same. "Scout's honor, I'll behave."

"Yes because that's surely what I want to do is test my bioware. Because skipping down hallways simply isn't challenging enough." Though she had gotten used to his harping on the issue by now. "Do they teach dancing in the military now too? I was unaware. Truthfully I've been trying to get out of that part of the deal the whole time. I don't dance well. I look like that really drunk girl in a club who thinks she's just so hot on the dance floor but in reality is a hot mess."

"Hold on a minute here, having a bit of a blip." Poking at his temple some as he had found that helped in some cases. "She's trying to weasel out of dancing because apparently she had no moves. He's going somewhat into healthcare mode over date mode regarding it. We should shoot spitballs at him everytime he does that."

"Prom and chick picking up. Two things I never excelled at either. You know, if I could selectively forget things like you could if you wanted, that whole high school social experience would be out the window. Keep the book smarts, out with the rest." But sitting there with her elbow propped on the table and her chin resting in her hand she watched him. He was on Jessica's side wasn't he? Then again he was a bit of a showoff when he wanted to be. "I'm not going to win this argument, am I?"

"Oh let's do that. That sounds fun. I have a laser pointer on me that you could turn into a temporary cattle prod if you're looking for a little more fun to get him now."

"I'm a scientist. I've experimented with almost everything at least once. How else am I supposed to base an accurate opinion on it if I haven't?" Smirking back at him before shaking her head and giving a sigh. "One dance and then we're out of here. If I look dumb, it's your fault. That should please the spies and get us off the hook."

"You'd be way hot if you could macguyver though." Chuckling, though he did get out his laser pointer and sldie it over the table. "I keep getting in trouble with it." Looking to the other couple then back to Jess. "They're playing nice now. Though I think I'm getting a little TMI."