"You weren't Super Bitch," he says annoyed.  He looks at her seriously, "We are going to fight based on our feelings, ok?"  He hugs her and he smiles looking at her, "Sure we can sit down."  He leads her over to a corner booth and helps her into it.  The air filled with food scents of all kinds and permeated his nose.  This was a chemical chain reaction in his brain and when he got ready to sit down, his stomach growled.  He looked down realizing he hadn't eaten all day.  I will eat after my girl talks to me, he thought.  He sits down and looks at her staring into her eyes, penetrating them.