[ Another withering look. ] All American. From here but of somewhere else at the same time. Very well, I think I understand.

[ But. A noodle dish sounded good. That was all words he understood, at least. He squints at his screen clicking and typing with dramatic concentration. ]

Forty minutes. [ He wasn’t sure if that was particularly fast or slow in this context. Well, whatever. ]

The “Lo Mein” had better be good for all the help you were.