“No… he won’t,” was all he was able to get out, because the waiter then came for their order.  Andreas hadn’t even glanced at the menu once.  He paid no mind to the strange look the waiter gave them.  He wasn’t one who worried terribly about how others saw him, and he’d never outgrown his rebellious streak.  In that, he was the complete opposite of young Alex.  Bold and unflinching.<br/><br/>“Ceviche, lobster risotto, and the steak au poivre,” he ordered after only skimming over it.  Andreas didn’t usually have a large appetite.  He received most of the nutrients he needed through high protein drinks packed with vitamins and minerals, because who always had the time to slow down and eat real food?  When he was working, there usually wasn’t all that much time, and when he wasn’t…  Well, alcohol was far more fun than dinner.  But it was going to be a long day, and hopefully a very long night, so he was going to need his energy.  “Order whatever you’d like,” he urged, doubting very much that Alex had studied the menu any more than he had.