"Just my luck! Max ate all the gummy bears, trail mix and granola bars." Peter says as he comes back from Max's side of the booth. "I'm gonna starve to death."
At the same moment, Harry pulls out a Tupperware container filled with Chinese food.
"Mmmm, I've been waiting for this since his morning. Oh Peter, doesn't this look good? Fried rice, chow mien, BBQ chicken and pork ribs, extra egg rolls, four cookies and twenty fortune cookies. Sucks to be you, doesn't it?" Harry taunts.
"I fucking hate your guts, you swine." Peter sneers. "You better enjoy that meal while it lasts."
"You bet I will. I haven't eaten anything in over a day, due to work and volunteering at the children's hospital. But you wouldn't know anything about that because I'm just a snobby little rich boy!" Harry snaps.
Peter rolls his eyes.
"Oh damn, I forgot my Snapple. Oh well."
Peter pulls out a bottle of water.
"Oh, refreshing water. So clear. So healthy. So...tasty." He taunts, shaking the bottle. "So...mine." He laughs evilly before taking a sip from the bottle.
"So tasty." Harry says as he shoves some of his food down his mouth. He moans.
Six seconds later, both men swap their items with each other.
They laugh at their civilized exchange.