"Why are we here?" Sebsastian asked as he leaned back against the wall and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Unless you want me to put a bullet in that creepy ass clown there really is no point."
"I'm hungry" Jim pouted.
"You won't be able to fit into your precious suits anymore if we eat here" teased Sebastian.
"And you might lose your muscular pysique" Jim snapped "Which I wouldn't if I were you since it's the only thing I keep you around for."
"Slut." Sebastian muttered.
Jim stood there for a fair while, pursuing the menu boards.
"…Chicken legend… I'm a legend." Jim announced.
"And a chicken." Sebastian smirked at the perfectness of the opportunity to tease his boss.
Jim seemed not to hear as he continued to eye up the menu.
"Nope, I'll have a happy meal." He suddenly decided. "I would like…" He declared, pointing purposefully into the air- "one… MILLION chicken nuggets."
"Ah, fuck this." Sebastian grumbled, squinting as the other customers stared in disconcertion at the strange man-boy. "I'm going- you're embarrassing."
"Step out that door and there is no murdering for a week!" Jim called after him.
Sebastian stopped and threw his head back to look at the ceiling with an exasperated sigh. "Fuck sake" he mumbled before stomping back over. "Hurry the hell up so we can get out of here!"
"Okay, okay..." Jim waved his hand flippantly. "Tiger, what exactly is a...frappacino?"
"How the hell should I know!?" Sebastian snapped.
"Don't you want anything?" Jim asked and Sebastian looked at him with a cold glare.
Jim looked at him with a wry smile before turning and ordering his meal at last.
To Sebastian's relief, Jim was eager to leave after that ordeal and began rummaging through his happy meal as they walked down the drizzly streets of London.
"Look Seb! It's a tiger!" He beamed, offering a hubris plastic animal to his partner.
"And what sound does a tiger make?" Sebastian humoured him.
Jim pouted again like an absolute child and put the toy back in the box, gazing ahead with an obvious sense of superiority.
"I want the McChicken sandwich." He suddenly announced.
"No, no way, we are not going back there" Sebastian said as he picked Jim up and flung him over his shoulder, whilst Jim tried his best to eat his French fries.