Has he stopped putting weird stuff on it, or is he still asserting his independence via toppings?

[How does Poe does it? Somehow, he always seems to know the right thing to say. Or maybe it's just that John likes hearing it, coming from his mouth, as someone who's gone through similar experiences, and has similar issues, and isn't just sympathizing, or feeling sorry for him.

And as someone John likes. Likes a lot.

John turns his head to look at Poe, is compelled to kiss him, because he's kind, and he's him. He chews on his lower lip, thinks about it, but there are people coming down the stairs towards them, and John isn't sure where Poe stands in regards to PDA. Or being seen with John in public, that way.]

I dunno, Italian, maybe?

That's... noodle dishes, and bread. Lots of carbs. Wine.

[And candles. Low lighting. Quiet. Maybe even a piano.

John slaps himself on the wrist, mentally, not for the first time since planning today. This isn't a date. Poe didn't agree to a date. They're just hanging out together.]

Or there's a cheap dim-sum place. If you're really hungry, and want to eat a little bit of everything.